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Haiku at ang Kawayan


ja, antwoorde zij

het begon met dat één woord

en eindigt niet meer

yes, she answered him

it began with that one word

and ended no more

weerzien duurt langer

de zon zucht naar de morgen

er is toch geen keus

to see you takes time

the sun sighs for the morning

now there is no choice

de mieren zijn weer

de hanen kraaien vroeger

zo lang op gewacht

ants are here again

the roosters crow earlier

waited so long for

Ang Kawayan

Humihiyaw ang hangin

Naririnig mo ba?

Umiiyak ang mga ulap

Nakikita mo ba?

Nanginginig ang acacia

Nangangatog ang molave

Nayayanig ang narra

Nguni't tingnan mo ang kawayan

Ito ay umuunday, sumasayaw

At tinatawanan lamang ang dumarating na bagyo.

The Bamboo

The wind is howling

Can you hear it?

The clouds are weeping

Can you see them?

The acacia is trembling

The molave is quivering

The narra is shivering

But look at the bamboo

It sways, it bends,

And laughs at the approaching storm.


De wind schreeuwt

Hoor je hem niet?

De wolken huilen

Zie je dat niet?

De acacia bibbert

De molave trilt

En de narra beeft

Maar kijk eens naar de bamboe

Hij zwaait, hij zwiert

En hij lacht naar de nakende storm.

Maria Teresa Malit-Roelant (Techie) is a graduate of the Univ of Sto. Tomas, Manila and lives in Herent, Belgium. She creates jewelry out of vintage necklaces and buttons, sings in a community choir and writes poetry in English, Dutch and Tagalog.

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