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 …
Read More »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 …
Read More »PEOPLE TIRED AT THE BAR: Frida listen, even for you, sad music at the bar. She is lucid enough to recognize that your eyes are cold
PEOPLE – autumn 2013, by Frida “People get tired at the bar, sadly Cor music in the background a guy winks, the other drooling, and all together sing in chorus’ve got no desire! Cess of the station with a woman the mirror and the toilet overflowing of diarrhea. I’m around are glossy, I’m around there helmet, I am strong …
Read More »COME ALONG WITH ME AT OGIGIA: Do not look for the island, because you can not find in any geographical map, but only inside your deepest desire of light and sea
Hello, I have received your postcard – from an elliptical island, known as “The Black Pearl” – contains the image of a house, but the strange house made of stones intrigued me, so I did some research and found that it has an area of 83 sq km and has a maximum height of 836 meters above the sea level, …
Read More »A WALK WITH XIAO KAIYU: Let call from the void and silence
Xiao Kaiyu, a journalist in Shanghai, but also a poet attentive to the things that describes social realities or events related personal emotions. Oddly enough, this man was born in China in 1962 tells us about his nation today in a special way, namely classical and Taoist. He is not a nozionista, in fact, he loves the blank tire and …
Read More »A DAY WITH JAN ENGELMAN: The face that sinks in flowers, singing in the wind in the spring, under the blue sky
Dying in the early spring of 1972, leaving behind her the birth of a child of 24 years, his love for Joanna – a woman he never married, died six years earlier – and the memory of a brief and unhappy marriage two other daughters. Jan Engelman, Dutch poet and essayist, born in Utrecht in 1900, has given us love …
Read More »JAN JACOB SLAUERHOFF: nymphs, fauns the regret of one and the children playing on the lawn, surrounded by leaves dying
Jan Jacob Slauerhoff, a neo-romantic poet born in Leeuwarden in the Netherlands a day in late summer of 1898, he studied medicine in Amsterdam, but his thirst for adventure and her nonconformist nature led him to a particular choice, to know the world, sailing on ships bound for South America and China, as a medical doctor on board. What we …
Read More »REMEMBERING THE NETHERLANDS: Paradise regained, with Hendrik Marsman
Imagine being 40 years old, imagine that your country has been invaded at the beginning of World War II, imagine being on board a ship that takes you over the English Channel, in England, where you can continue to write your poems intense and full of vitality. This was the last trip of Hendrik Marsman, a Dutch poet, who drowned …
Read More »THE HANDS OF ADRIAAN ROLAND HOLST: Where the pale sea foam, while the wind and the time they spend on your heart, above the sea horizon
Adriaan Roland Holst, a Dutch poet, was born in Amsterdam in one day in May 1888 his first volume of poems in 1911 (Verses) and the second is 1913 (The profession of silence), but it will be only after almost ten years his passion for the meek will find his precious language full of symbols, arriving in 1937 to its …
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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 …
Read More »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 …
Read More »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 …
Read More »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 …
Read More »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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