“Wie ein vulkanischer Berg lag er im Weiten. Manchmal
flammend. Manchmal im Rauch. Traurig und göttlich.
Nur eine nahe vielleicht, ihm anliegende Ortschaft
bebte.”
(R.M. Rilke in Fünf Gesänge)
Ougrée (B)
2018 in the trash and then towards 2019
Rusty structures in a landscape
Dying landscape
Chant of workmen
“In this street
There is no beginning, no movement, no peace and no end
But noise without speech, food without taste.
Without delay, without haste
We would build the beginning and the end of this street.
We build the meaning:
A Church for all
And a job for each
Each man to his work”
(T.S. Eliot in The Rock)
Ougrée (B)