3/29/2016

PO GING (GEDICHT)

PO GING TOT GEDICHT
EN GEDICHT ZEI TOT PO
GEDICHT HEEFT GEEN GEWICHT

PO GING TOT GEWICHT
EN GEWICHT ZEI TOT PO
HOU HET LIEVER LICHT


Dirk Verhaegen

3/23/2016

NO MAN IS AN ISLAND

Dear friends, my thoughts are with you and Hélène and all Belgians. At times like this one might perhaps need poetry..

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

John Donne



All the best,
Peter Lowe

Blogarchief