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THE RIDDLE OF PIETER NICOLAAS VAN EYCK: Living suspended between dream and reality, imagination and sensory observability

Pieter Nicolaas van Eyck, a Dutch poet, was born in Breukelen October 1st 1887 Bride in 1914 Nelly Estelle Benjamins – a woman born and raised in Suriname – and she moved to the UK in 1919, literature (especially poetry), there remains for him the existential domain, because he sees in it the power of God. far from young, Van …

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OPEN THE WINDOW BLOEM: Lets get the fun of autumn, look at the broken stone that fills the water, under the same winds

The aesthetic quality of his poetry shows the superficial evidence of our coming into the world to die. But if you have the patience to go beyond appearances, what Jakobus Cornelius Blem – Tilburg, February 25, 1822 / The Hague, September 1, 1902 – has written over a century ago offers evidence of inner peace, even describing things and impressions …

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NEWSPAPERS ONBOARD: Leafing through the emotions of August, imagining being on the Endeavour of James Cook

That son of farmers from Yorkshire has made three memorable voyages of exploration in the Pacific Ocean, mastering the pitfalls, leaving the detailed nautical charts, as well as thousands of pages of diaries and logbooks. Flipping through a few pages of his logbook, a small cruise on the river Danube offered me the opportunity to know the personality of the …

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ON THE FIELD OF GRAIN HAI ZI: Come on wheat field, at noon, watching horses red and white

MOZART SAYS IN REQUIEM – by Hai Zi “Women whom I can see women in the water please pick up my bones in the wheat field bones like a bouquet of catkins and bring them home in a violin box. Women whom I can see clean women women on the river please reach into the wheat field. When I am …

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LISTENING TO MARK STRAND: In a black sea, hold things together after a party sad

BLACK SEA – by Mark Strand “One clear night while the others slept, I climbed the stairs to the roof of the house and under a sky strewn with stars I gazed at the sea, at the spread of it, the rolling crests of it raked by the wind, becoming like bits of lace tossed in the air. I stood …

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WITH HANDS OF HAI ZI: Sometimes, hands in the wheat field, make you happy

YOUR HANDS – by Hai Zi “North Drawing your hands The hand picks off a glove They’re just two small lamps.”       SOMETIMES – by Hay Zi “Sometimes I sit alone in the wheat field of May      dreaming of my brothers I see cobblestones roll over the riverbank The arc sky at dusk fills the earth with sad …

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LISTENING HAIZI: Under the tree in August, when the moon break your heart

FROM JUNE TO OCTOBER “Woman of June gathers water, gathers moonlight Woman of July sells cotton Woman under the August tree washes her ears I hear in the opposite window that the woman of September is engaged her ring like a wet chick in her pocket Woman of October blows out the candles of her wedding. Black doors fall on …

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THE EXPERIENCE OF HAIZI: lean, like a swan over the landscape night waiting for the warmth of spring flowers

Autumn: “Use our skeletons, absurdly laid across the ground Write in the sandy beach: youth. Then carry the senile father upon your back Endless daytime      the direction broken off Animal dread is filling our poetry And whose voice can reach the autumn midnight – a lasting discord Conceal our skeletons, absurdly laid across the ground – Autumn’s already coming. Not …

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THE CHINESE MAN WITH A BIBLE, HEYERDHAL, THOREAU AND CONRAD: Love meditative deeper, the romantic plot between East and West

A Chinese extremely sensitive to the polarization of love and death, a human being skilled in return – in the short parable of his life – the right value to the nature that surrounds him. This is our unforgettable Haizi, the man who just a handful of years ago he filled for us the pages of books of poetry, drawing …

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