3 Apr 2012

Go and open the door

Image from The Book Chook

The Door

By Miroslav Holub
Translated by Ian Milner and George Theiner

Go and open the door.
Maybe outside there's
A tree, or a wood,
A garden,
Or a magic city.

Go and open the door.
Maybe a dog's rummaging.
Maybe you'll see a face,
Or an eye,
Or the picture
Of a picture.

Go and open the door.
If there's a fog
It will clear.

Go and open the door.
even if there's only
the darkness ticking,
even if there's only
the hollow wind,
even if nothing is there,
go and open the door.

At least
there'll be
a draught.
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3 comments:

  1. Anonymous3 April 2012 at 16:27

    Cute poem!

    We have been 'opening the door' more lately and having so much fun. The boys have found their own personal Narnia, little frogs, toadstools, feathers, caterpillars and so much else on our walks.

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  2. J's mom4 April 2012 at 10:55

    I love this poem! Right now it is VERY stormy and snowy outside in Northern Japan.

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  3. Hopewell6 April 2012 at 01:45

    Love it.......now if we' just quit being obsessed with safety and let kids go outside with out a leash.

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