At the Border

The scenery cannot be here
without our understanding and so can’t love.

Deep in the night where the roads end
the supplication shrinks as does the question

how another one can help us
the same us who in the flat beaten silence

of a shaky forest, hear mice
and martens rustling as well as border guards

the us who in spite of cold and rain
have to regain silence on the crying

of their drenched children.
The scenery is an idea that’s spread

around all those shopping bags.
Love is the question lying next to the bread

and the piece of sausage that’s
tucked between the children’s shirts.

— Jan Baeke

Dutch poet Jan Baeke works with screenwriter and videographer Alfred Marseille under the name Public Thought to create ciné poèmes, data poems and digital poetic installations.

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