donderdag 29 april 2010

W E A R S U N S C R E E N

zaterdag 17 april 2010

Wat ik eigenlijk tegen je zeggen wil...


Ik vind het stom dat ik altijd te eerlijk ben en dat ik niet kan slapen.

donderdag 15 april 2010

c harmbracelet

donderdag 8 april 2010

One Art.


The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
                                                                -Elisabeth Bishop

zondag 4 april 2010

P R A K

donderdag 1 april 2010

THE BOYS