AT THE FEAST OF MARGARETHA VASALIS: Looking at the faded flower never remember you

Margaretha Droogleever Leenmans-Fortuyn, a physician of Amsterdam, a Dutch woman professional neurologist, a child psychiatrist, a neurologist wife and mother of three children, but also balanced and spontaneous poet, has given us some collections of his verse (Parks and deserts, The phoenix and landscapes and faces, views and visions).

In the pages of his poems, his essays and novels, the woman born in 1909 tells us about the nature that surrounds it, describing his impressions in a self-analytical, almost as water and sky, flowers and trees were living with its ability to induce. Since 1998, Margaretha has ceased to observe the moon shining softly in her garden special, but you can go to her, in Roden, in her home, choosing what she gave you, you can with your own eyes to her tell the sweetness of your moon.

 

IN SEVERAL LAYERS OF ANCIENT SOUL

by Margaretha Vasalis

 

“In the most ancient layers of the soul

Mia, which is made of stone,

blooms, intact fossil faded,

the stone flower of your face.

 

I can not get rid of you,

you only in my stone flourish.

The feast of pleasure is spent

But now nothing can separate me from you.”