"Could we dig up this long-buried treasure, Were it worth the pleasure, We never could learn love's song, We are parted too long." (O. Wild in Roses and Rue) Liège (B)
Small is Beautiful!
We only take the bus
“And the last bus
Comes letting dark
Umbrella’s out –
Black flowers, black flowers.
And lives go on.”
(Donald Justice in his wall poem Bus Stop)
Seraing (B)
