I fear to swim in a sea of fame
or to handle an ocean of wealth.
To drink and thirstier

Uninvited, nature's surprise
Shine on from each corner
Letting them in peace is wise
In all

Like the bud
Of a flower
In the spring
You should be ready
To grow
And thrive

I was born into a world still reeling from the effects of war. Both my grandfather and father had at

Willfully you dance as a stranger to me

As you hear the voice of death and life

And see

As I'm found
Ready to be cut down
My body lay across the ground
Out of the door a screeching

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Thoughts of the times when happy and when upset.
stunned by your mercy and generosity,
Also The

There are times I miss
During rising and setting
Which contain either nothing
Or

Nacht wordt straks ochtend.
Klok tikt nadrukkelijk mee
met mijn gedachten.

Autumn 2004.

(For Soli)
Once more a star has winked and turned to black.
The world without you seems so

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the flatulent seamstress
has gone home
I’m enjoying the silence
not a pin drop
not a

Niggles and nags make for hours unending,
years appear moments that stealthily flee,
squandering

Forever dreaming you'll just show up at my door
Wearing a wicked grin and nothing more

You know

A languid mist now protracts above that still lake with only the sudden tumults of peckish fish

Let my joy become as the ruins of Babylon Ahmed Souja
Walked when daylight disappeared finally into

What you see will astound you,
I’m sorry that I have a habit of
Repeating old used lines.
It just

Writing a PhD work is quiet a hard task, right?
Spending enormous amount of time researching and

The tour opens on our stage, our terrain.
Each fresh scene to inspire the one who leads
To

I drink a little bit of time away every other other day! oh that's my holiday, Deep down in my

Oh little leaf swaying gracefully in the wind

swaying back and forth, where do i begin?

with

i return to the wild horses within my head.
And to breathe chrysanthemum skies while i
openly weep

A moonlit evening,
A leaf bends heavy with night-mist,
One droplet falls down,
Into the darkness;

Do you falter
when you hear my name
I hear that you do
sympathy
a glass I will not fill for

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fear has knocked hope clean out
and feasting on femininity
is now lodged behind the

There are moments of extreme clarity
Where I see the world as it is;
I am then unafraid.

But

Alles staat
op losse
schroeven.

Hoe is
deze
verwarring
ontstaan?

En waarom?
Ik hou

I have known her since forever
she is my "best friend"
I have no doubt she'll be here till the

Bruised and moody clouds,
hang low as a baritone,
huge raindrops hammer
to earth, falling

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Body: DIVINE BLESSINGS
By Kwesi El

FOR THE CREATOR HAS

Nevada, despite what some think,
is rather a bore:
there's not much to do there but drink,

In the moonless darkness of discord the seasons cry,
Shouting their whispered truths into the

Memory lane,
It isn't that long,
The good in the bad,
It's not all gone.

Stars don't shine,

I stare at the reflection,
It's eyes merely blank.

I gawk at it in silence,
My heart, by

Biennale beauty and a few beasts,
Harbour horizon a certain feast.
Cockatoo Islands sights and

I saw the sun was cold and dark,
but our planet, it was aflame
with colours for which I have no

They say
If you have nothing good to say then say nothing at all
Implying that every silence is

I can still get
frightened out of my wits
by somebody opening
the door to my room
without

in place
a happy continence
that wraps
itself
around
a new face
that tells you
you are

Infinity
You really are baffling me
You have no beginning
And no end
Such a difficult

she dreams of dead babies
that he has forgotten.
he walks ahead,
his stride too long
for her to

Don't you ever feel guilty!
It wasn't your hand, did it
You'd stop it, if you had known
Your

Where the world sees
Mountain top trees
Reach for the sky,
Waterfalls sigh,
And crystal

Seeing your dimple made my life
so dream-ful and making problems
in my life due to

Speeding emergency lights
Fleetingly reflected in
The polished pipes on a bar
Are the colour of

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This…
this digital mansion in which I nest
has leveled down to nearly

In Petticoat Lane.

.The hive of fashion is buzzing
shoppers move like a swarm of bees
combing

You are Not a Crone

if you feel shame
and try to hide
old monsters inside
rather than turn