Loplop and Popol, 2019
(Love Letter to) LoplopPopol
Dearest LoplopPopol,
How I wonder what has happened since you were released.
Do you fly still together, or did you spread your wings,
in desperate and solitary ways?
Liberty is overrated but birds are meant to fly.
It seems unfair, to submit your love to the raging war
outside the cage. Are you prepared? Did you learn something
useful in the reservoir of hopeful dreams?
Do you still stand strong together, or did the mysteries
of life trick you once again, into their daily schemes?
– – – – –
Your company was more than appreciated, yet at times
the acoustics of the Blauwhaus were against us.
Farewell feathered friends, reptilian twins of loudmouthed
gibberish forever echoing through the castle of my mind.
May the sun forever rise on the horizon and energetic clouds
forever lift you up, from the heart and from above.
Yours sincerely,
James
(Blauwhaus, Waesmonster, June 2019)
Text: previously published in ‘Wim Wauman: (Blauwhaus) GetijdenBoek/BookofTides’, December 2019 (p.25).
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8 (As Above, So Below)
In this Waste Land the trees have eyes
but cannot see nor recount the days floating by.
Eight years have passed – Hermes reminds me
on Mother’s Day those around me – hands filled
with joy and armed with Wonder and hope
blessed with a boy – born eight years ago.
Sole Mio (Picnic)
Op woensdag 1 mei 2019 (Dag van de Arbeid) organiseerde het Blauwhaus een (eerste) 'Sole Mio' picknick op "een bijzondere locatie" in Waasmunster...
