Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Sunday, May 19, 2019

ROUNDABOUT


Whenever the day is dull and the rain is falling and the feet of the heron are battering against my window, and whenever the Garnetts (who are a literary family) or the gannets (who I believe are a bird) are gossiping in the bay, then what do I do but count my beads and then: a volume of American verse edited by Oscar Williams! I suddenly have the death wish, which is what I started with. And then I have to read the poetry again and then I like it. And then it all begins again: the melancholy, gay, euphoric roundabout.

Dylan Thomas





Also see:
Frozen Poets - Sculptures, graves and other traces of poets

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

Critical reviews on modern Dutch poetry


www.alberthagenaars.nl

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

SKIN


Just like a person is more than his skin, but wouldn't be without skin, a poem is more than its form, while it nevertheless only became a poem in and through its form, and independant on it.

Victor van Vriesland





Also see:
Frozen Poets - Sculptures, graves and other traces of poets

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

Critical reviews on modern Dutch poetry


www.alberthagenaars.nl

Thursday, January 31, 2019