DISAPPEARANCE
Light baptised my forsaken body
red whirling a glimmering ocean
Perseidon’s crystalline tears
drip-dropped into mine
manifesting oyster shells
Odysseus smiled blinking
......
Dear Lecturer,
I really hope this finds you well.
About your students
Be not mean nor unreasonably harsh
Towards them even if they deserve it
For they are more of your future
Than they are your students
Remember, that the child is indeed
The father of the man
......
Calamities strike crushing blows
Crumbling edifices, society built around humanity
To make life livable, smooth over its rugged edges.
Pandemics pried away last vestige of dignity,
Mercilessly snapping lives like twigs, green or gray
And tossing it aside with reckless abandon.
Blight ravaged bodies, in multi-layered wraps
Tossed about by masked men in mortal fear.
......
I like soft light best,
candles and moonlight.
Such light always overlooks a blemish
to highlight the deeper beauty-
the sparkle in one's eye,
the glow of a fire, the contours of the night.
It's not concerned with getting to some final truth,
but instead, naturally gregarious, invites us to talk
of our dreams, our aspirations, indeed anything,
usually over a glass of burgundy,
......
In every soul resides a latent light
Yet not all lights can themselves light
For every light needs a light
To help them light up their own latent light
No light loses its own light
When it gives light to another light
Else, light would be scarce at night
And no man would work nor walk at night
......
Dear Lecturer,
I really hope this finds you well.
About your students
Be not mean nor unreasonably harsh
Towards them even if they deserve it
For they are more of your future
Than they are your students
Remember, that the child is indeed
The father of the man
......
In every soul resides a latent light
Yet not all lights can themselves light
For every light needs a light
To help them light up their own latent light
No light loses its own light
When it gives light to another light
Else, light would be scarce at night
And no man would work nor walk at night
......
Zij laat me praten,
zonder haast,
zonder oordeel.
Ik gooi de warboel van mijn hoofd op tafel,
en zij ruimt niets op.
Ze kijkt.
Luistert.
Laat het er zijn.
......
DISAPPEARANCE
Light baptised my forsaken body
red whirling a glimmering ocean
Perseidon’s crystalline tears
drip-dropped into mine
manifesting oyster shells
Odysseus smiled blinking
......
Love,
What a beautiful word
It can mean different things
To people all around the world
But
What is love?
I asked myself,
And that's when I felt the presence of your elegance
......