Wednesday, January 21, 2026

NOTHING


Poetry begins where, for the time being, there seems to be nothing to share and where one does not initially count on sharing the familiar.

Kees Fens




www.alberthagenaars.nl


Also see:
Frozen poets - Statues, tombs and other traces of hundreds of poets

Dutch poetry in Indonesian language, translated by Siti Wahyuningsih and Albert Hagenaars

Critical reviews on modern Dutch poetry




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