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Friday 10 August 2012












'aarendt nagt beteimt'

barmhartigheid .. 
elke oog en sin .. 
liefdesvlees .. 
drank fantasy ..
aarendt nagt beteimt .. 
hare krag verleimpt ..
binne skof van liefde dofstof ..

have love and see them home repaired ..
so inlove with something beautiful .. 

psychotic friendnet .. 
helpers handstaff .. 
shape of the world ..
hold of the grass ..
our cried thunder lapses over river shape .. 
and ignites down the path of forlorn warned boulder keep of by memory ... drawn by multilife ... 

my enigste woorde vergluim .. 
tot kleinwoords verleente .. 
en alles floei tot my penmyn .. 
verfeeleleelends gefoele ... 

met inbreking tot in haar broek .. 
tot by haar remedyn van geen tekort ..

Thursday 9 August 2012


'biosphere'




"A spirit . . .
    . . . . . . .
    The undulating woods, and silent well,
    And rippling rivulet, and evening gloom,
    Now deepening the dark shades, for speech assuming,
    Held commune with him; as if he and it
    Were all that was."
                            SHELLEY'S Alastor.

"In good sooth, my masters, this is no door.
Yet is it a little window, that looketh upon a great world."

george macdonald ..