Bart Westgeest

I thought this morning about the turns life can take, movements that confuse me as I want it to be linear. I liked to write in the early 90′ties. But I replaced it by painting landscapes and was bit by it for more than a decade. This passion became impossible and I returned to writing, still [...]

Des Königs von Spanien Tochter Ein Gewerb zu lernen begann. Sie wollte wohl lernen nähen, Waschen und nähn fortan. Und bei dem ersten Hemde, Das sie sollte gewaschen han, Den Ring von ihrer weißen Hand Hat ins Meer sie fallen lan. Sie war ein zartes Fräulein, Zu weinen sie begann. Da zog des Wegs vorüber Ein Ritter lobesan. »Wenn ich ihn wiederbringe, Was gibt die Schöne dann?« – »Einen [...]

I am slowly going through a book published in Sneek (of all places) in 1887 called: “A Casket of Jewels – selected from poets of the nineteenth century” by E. J. Irving. It contains a small selection of Poems by 42 English and American Poets. As I know virtually nothing of  English or American literature [...]

I read a handful of poems yesterday and liked two by C. G. Rossetti (1830-94). Easy to spot that she had something to do with the pre-raphaelite movement. In the poem Dreamland the same themes are apparent as in some of the paintings by this movement. DREAM-LAND. Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a [...]