The birds that will never sing

“It is only a tiny garden,
Where the sweetest roses grow,
Where the birds are always singing
From dawn till evening’s glow.
With its wealth of wondrous flowers,
And its sunshine everywhere,
It is only a tiny garden,
But my heart is always there.”

(L. Glanville in It is only a tiny garden)
Liège (B)

We have a hollow man for sale

“We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar”

(T.S. Eliot in The Hollow Men)
Dordrecht (NL)

He thought he saw an Elephant


“He thought he saw an Elephant
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
‘At length I realize,’ he said,
‘The bitterness of Life!'”

(Lewis Caroll in Sylvie and Bruno)
Moelingen (B)

“Magasin à louer”


“In the canyons of your mind

I will wander through your brain
To the ventricles of your heart, my dear
I’m in love with you again!”

(Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band in Canyons of your mind)
Brussel (B)

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