“Take a good
look at me: do I look like an old fool? Well, forget it! I am ageless.
I am the poet. We, you and I - down here - by the sea. Nothing but
a vast blue mass of water, crisp blue, empty, forgotten. And the
sky above it as vast and empty. Sea and sky kissed by a beam of
moonlight… An impulse: to immerse myself in it, to surround
myself under your eyes with ethereal tenderness. And secondly: to
penetrate that by a shaft of lightning, to split that open. Which
impulse shall overpower me. To know, I only need to complete a gesture,
to initiate a step, to go.
To again walk the parabola…
And I go, I depart now. I walk and the ground responds to my walking,
the leaves rustle again.”
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Play: Joop Keesmaat