Month: mei 2018

Meditation on Beauty
Begin with breathing, as usual. Today we think about beauty. Let us be aware of all the preconceptions and just look at them in our mind. Symmetrical patterns. Some sort of similarity with things we expect to give us pleasure. An evolutionary side effect like a peacock feathers that for the female peacock are not ...
Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. William Shakespeare
Reading: Green Grapes by Yuk-Sa Lee
Yi Yuksa (1904-1944) was a well-known Korean poet and independence activist. As one of Korea's most famous poets, he and his works symbolize the spirit of the Korean anti-Japanese resistance of the 1930s and 1940s. The pseudonym he used, (이육사) also means 264, the prisoner number assigned to him. His real name was 이원록, Lee ...
La la Laos
Waarom infiltreert een 39-jarige man het Laotische partyhostel "Nana backpackers" aan het begin van het regenseizoen? Wat doet hij temidden van blonde Zweedse meiden die zich van zeven tot negen uur 's avonds volgieten met gratis aangelengde wodka en whisky, alvorens in een schuur te springen op de dreunen van megahits als Havana, Despacito en ...
A street
yesterday the street I live in became new to me I saw blushing windows in its bend and wound-up cars following the curvature the signs on the rooftops read names I had not noticed before behind a rusty gate the glimpse of an overgrown trellis the scent of blossom rushing in from another season in ...
Reading: So Little Depends by Miguel-Manso
Miguel Manso (b. 1979) is a Portuguese poet born in Santarém. He has written eight books of poetry. I read a verse with a title that appealed to me, 'so little depends': The original is on the website of Poetry International. So Little Depends you prefer the corner, the hidden place the foliage, the shadow, ...
Reading: Singidunum by Nina Stojkovic
Nina Stojkovic is a Serbian-American poet. I had the honor to welcome her in my place here in Seoul. Today I read from her 2013 poetry book 'Three words: foreign'. Singidunum Hugging the dirt under the fortress Two rivers marry again and again Witnessed by our virginity and ideals Rain cascades over crosses and chimneys ...
Appeal to the electric god
Connect my head to your terminal with a fiber optic cable I'll waive my right to an eternity of not-me Have you noticed I am blushing? What can you infer from that? That I am excited, good. So you know everything about me. How, like most people, I doubly failed at Oedipus How I enjoy ...
Meditation on friendship
Close your eyes. Breathe calmly. You sit here alone, master of your own thoughts. Imagine I am talking to you. I want to know what friendship means. Quickly, construct a differentiation. Which opposite op 'friend' have you found? Mere acquaintance? Or: enemy? But what can we say about a thing of which we cannot determine the ...