Present from Lieven 15.


As in sleeping-drink spices softly she loosens in the liquid-clear mirror her fatigued demeanor; and she puts her smile deep inside. And she waits while the liquid rises from it; then she pours her hair into the mirror, and, lifting one wondrous shoulder from the evening gown, she drinks quietly from her image. She drinks …

Present from Lieven 14.


Lieven Grillaert I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank.I came up once and hollered! I came up twice and cried! If that water hadn’t a-been so cold I might’ve sunk and died.But it was Cold in that water! …

Present from Lieven 13.


Lieven Grillaert I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew …

Present from Lieven 12.


Lieven Grillaert What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode? Or do …