Stone Heads

August 2017

 

standing still in water

in their frame of basalt from former times:

the poles, like gentlemen turned into stone

staring over water to the cranes of the old wharf

where builders once built giant boats

and launched them from the concrete slope

 

in front of their frozen faces: the field

full of forgotten species, where no seeds have been sown

no paths have been trodden, no roads and no shops and no aims

then aimlessly wandering, there, and dancing, or forgetting.

 

let these heads remain forgotten

as stubborn characters in a neglected field

as a pause in the breath of the restless city.

 

Photo from stenenhoofd.nl, Aerophoto-Schiphol

-written for Stichting Het Stenen Hoofd, july 2017-

Klaske Havik