“The walls of pride are high and wide
Can’t see over to the other side
It’s such a sad thing to see beauty decay
It’s sadder still to feel your heart torn away.”
(Bob Dylan in Cold Irons Bound)
Liège (B)
Heavy hanging on a wall
Movements in white
Here’s a rope …
The enchanted boat
"My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, forever ..." (P.B. Shelley in Thy words are sweeter than aught else...) Esneux (B)





