Monday, August 29, 2011

the hurricane

The tree lay down
on the garage roof
and stretched, You
have your heaven,
it said, go to it.

-William Carlos Williams, The Collected Poems, Vol. 2: 1909-1939-

Thursday, August 25, 2011

scheveningen 20:46


hoogbouw in de hofstad

gisteravond 19:48

Monday, August 22, 2011

in zeeuws vlaanderen

(picture with phone HTC3G)
update: de nieuwe tent is regen- en onweerbestendig en erg knus.


Saturday, August 20, 2011


(onder de cursor een hele emmer vol, zelf geplukt)

Friday, August 19, 2011

Monday, August 15, 2011

scheveningen 7:05

(dat was zaterdag)

Sunday, August 7, 2011

on the beach

On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets
All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
All souls, all living bodies, though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,
All identities that have existed, or may exist, on this globe, or any globe,
All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,
And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

-Walt Whitman, 1900-