- Poor starv'ling bard, how small thy gains!
How unproportion'd to thy pains! -

dinsdag 26 augustus 2014

I.M. Jose Joris

Vandaag alweer een jaar geleden dat Jose na een ongelukkige val het leven liet.


like water life will reach
the low, it's inevitable

from where you know
no rising you lay still

are you comfortable?
does it sooth your senses?

I want to know but you tell me nothing
from the stillness on the landing

your gaze has an angle
I have not seen before

were you a swan in disguise?
I'd understand the shape

then where is the water
that kept you afloat?

there is no water
did it go where you went?

did it follow you?