Welkom 2018

1 Jan

Ah, my darling, when over the purple horizon shall loom

The shrouded mother of a new idea, men hide their faces,

Cry out and fend her off, as she seeks her procreant groom,

Wounding themselves against her, denying her fecund embraces.

The Profhet, D.H. Lawrence 1885-1930


In memoriam Steve Stevaert

6 Apr In memoriam Steve Stevaert

“Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality.” (Emily Dickinson)

Rust zacht Steve.

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