GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) AWAITING HIM In the morning I wake up like a gazelle enjoying myself in the mountainside, waiting for you. At midday, buried among flowers, I start to draw your name in the womb of the river’s…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) DISCOMFORTS Of course I feel miserable, now and then. Sick as a dog. Of course, now and then, everything hurts, or even worse- it is one or the other. Of course I should take some of…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) UNAWARE Obviously, I’m not like Any of those weavers of words Who knit their suits and their careers Their glory and their pride, Although I mix with them And they look at my words as if…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) IT IS TIME TO DIG THE EARTH It is time to dig the earth remove rocks, plant roots. Then the fruits will come. Pick up splinters under the table get into the tub of everyday, soothing…
PEACEFUL MORNING IN THE HIMALAYAS It appears as if the previous night has quenched every thirst The day comes with light and voices of birds strange to the ear In the distance the wavering sound of a reed flute: a…
PLEA Do not come as light which all too bright blinds the eye neither come as darkness which one cannot grasp but rather do come as a thorn who announces the rose is within reach. Germain Droogenbroodt In Dutch, the…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) If so intensely we would live like the rose the deep perfume of the bodies would mean much more. Oh, short intense life of a day of secular roses, you passed by the house alike, alike,…
