Picture Albert Marquet     AFTER A LONG JOURNEY I sit down on the balcony to watch the night. My mother told me it was senseless to be

Picture by Germain Droogenbroodt Winter Evening A mild winter evening dressed in dark silk, through the mist a star glimmers, then sleeps. The heart stirs briefly, then it,

The Boundary The boundary between sky and sea disappeared, everything was the same transparent haze, white frost or gray-gleaming pearls. A boat floated in the air with a

Boundary The boundary between sky and sea disappeared, everything was the same transparent haze, white frost or gray-gleaming pearls. A boat floated in the air with a shining

Painting by Yung Liu, Taiwan   Never forget Never forget the barren mountain which revived last spring with waves of red azaleas bursting from rows of snow behind

Picture by Germain Droogenbroodt, the Ifach, ex Ithaca Glow With the gold of the stars unshadow the night restore silence with words of light don’t experience time as

Painting by Patrick von Kalckreuth, Germany 1892-1970 Pastime When we were kids, the old men were about thirty, a puddle was an ocean death flat and even— didn’t

Painting by Heinz-Huber   Inscription   Tell me in what do I carve your name? In the sky? It’s too high. Into the clouds? They are too fleeting.

Photo Germain Droogenbroodt   FIRE Fire will take its revenge after scorching the earth it will become a tamed, caged tiger to light the half-fallen hovel, a lonely

  STILL As long as so high the stars still twinkle, while the moonlight spins the words, the memories… I refuse to be the lock of the night.