Arjen Boswijk, the Netherlands
we saw the mountain covered
as a table in the past with grandparents,
candles, silver and damask
Clouds disappeared inland and the ocean promised a fine dinner
full of fish in butter sauce from Bloemfontein
and a sparkling Sauvignon from Stellenbosch
We ate in the sea wind but nothing
was blown into this bay even the white waves of this ocean
and our thoughts were silent in every language
Arjen is from Holland and has recently been to South Africa. This is the translation of the poem he wrote while he was on Table Mountain. The picture was taken from Robben Island.