POETRY

INFINITY   “Always dear to me was this lonely hill,   and this hedge, which has so much   last The endless horizon.   But as I sit and gaze, boundless   spaces beyond that, and superhuman   silences, and deepest quiet   I thought I pretend; if just for   the heart is overwhelmed. And as the wind   …

MEETING of V.Nabokov “I remember your arrival: a ring growing, a tremor that the world ignores.”   CHARM I. F. Annensky “As the plots of the wavering shadows, the sand is as white hot: do not say anything, do not smile, remains so, as you were.”   WORRY Tsang Yang Gyatso “In the East, on the mountain top, clear the …

“From the bottom of silver-gray, a slender deer is advancing in the winter forest, and cautious, step by step, wise, pure and immaculate freshly fallen snow. And I think of you, graceful figure.” (J. Maragall)   “You, who have led the market in my heart, and you sold in another market, not sell this heart you busy.” (Abd Allah ibn …

When I act on you, and you act on me, you are me and I am you, too. The word “ware” which means “I” in the Japanese language is used many times in the sense of “Nanji,” which means “you.” Thus, the concept of community, group, is always considered superior to the concept of the individual. (Yujiro Nakamura) If I …

That man, in the Netherlands, he thought that the world was his home, but he was deeply convinced that all things of value were defenseless. He, the pessimist in his country was a poet, as well as an innovator of visual arts. Lubertus Jacobus Swaanswijk (in art, Lucebert), was born in Amsterdam in the late summer of 1924, and entered …

The anger and fear, sadness and joy, surprise and anticipation, disgust and acceptance. These are not the ingredients of a cooking recipe, but just as they are preparing the food, their blend produces physiological and mental states. In most humans, these special conditions of the mind and the body, may also be due to external stimuli, such as that resulting …

HATE AND LOVE: Parallel lines over a tired face, carved by the hand of Frida. PRIVATE JOY Autumn 2013 by Frida “I draw parallel lines on your face tired, I hate you and I love you all the time. Changing mood I toss him your anger, your discontent I can barely stand. – You’re on the balls, you have to …

Born in Langbroek in a spring day in 1905, and died in Leusden 57 years later, in a winter day. This is the horizon of the human experience of a Dutch man, Gerrit Achterberg, who has not resigned to the death of the beloved woman, a poet of the Protestant religion that has left us almost surreal pages where technical …

“The small, naked, looking at the sky, and in his mind astray climbed a question: Where ever the road to heaven? Heaven did not answer, only the stars sparkled, tears in the silent night.” He, a Bengali, in 1913 Nobel Prize for literature, he created schools, hospitals and roads, but also the Visva Bharati University, a special place where art …

In 1990 was published the entire collection of his poems, but he has also written several travel books. Lambertus Johannes Jacobus Aafjes (friends Bertus Aafjes), has received for his commitment to the literary prize “Tollensprijs” because it was from 1940 that he had begun to commit to paper the results of his restless temperament. Born in Amsterdam in one day …