“If I had but two little wings
And were a little feathery bird,
To you I’d fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things,
And I stay here.”
(S.T. Coleridge in Something childish, but very natural)
Seraing (B)
“How does it feel to be such a freak?”
A stairway for a dream
“Lamour”, a butcher shop
“I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d,
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God ….”
(Walt Whitman, no title in “Song of Myself”)
Liège (B)
