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November 21, 2011 Street Scenes Post a Comment

The entry-less gate

"Open thy gates
To him, who weeping waits,
And might come in,
But that held back by sin.
Let mercy be
So kind to set me free,
And I will straight
Come in, or force the gate."

(R. Herrick in To Heaven)
Poulseur (B)

November 10, 2011 Street Scenes Post a Comment

Recycling

"Broken bottles, broken plates
Broken switches, broken gates
Broken dishes, broken parts
Streets are filled with broken hearts
Broken words never meant to be spoken
Everything is broken."

(Bob Dylan in Everything is Broken)
Liège-Grivegnée (B)

November 6, 2011 Street Scenes Post a Comment

But the gate has been closed …

"Ich gehe immer von Tor zu Tor,
verregnet und verbrannt;
auf einmal leg ich mein rechtes Ohr
in meine rechte Hand.
Dann kommt mir meine Stimme vor
als hätt ich sie nie gekannt."

(R.M. Rilke in Das Lied des Bettlers)
Vottem (B)

November 5, 2011 Street Scenes Post a Comment

Work accomplished

A washing hangs upon the line, 
but it's not mine. 
None of the things that I can see 
belong to me.
The neighbors got a radio with an aerial; 
we got a little portable. 
They got a lot of closet space; 
we got a suitcase.

(E. Bishop in Songs for a Colored Singer)
Herstal (B)

October 31, 2011 Street Scenes Post a Comment

3 closed doors

"At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks --
 from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted."

(Walt Whitman in The last invocation)
Herstal (B)