Magritte used to sing rude French songs with
A cigarette husky voice, a sociable girl then
Loved by many, yesterday I saw her coming
Out of a low life bar, a dive her once radiant
Face was bloated, rhinoceros hips and ankle
Swelling like grey dough over her high heeled
shoes, forty seven but looks harrowing more
I loved that woman once, still do, booze took
her away from me, in her ruined face I can
see her grace and in some strange way I love
her more today than when I was young, but
I stay away if she sees me she will feel agony
and I may not be able to hide my shock of
what she has become, this suffering bride
wedded to a master that knows no charity
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Poetry and Alcohol
Jan Oskar Hansen
foto – brunswick heads hotel 2008 december
Two things stand like stone.
Kindness in another’s trouble,
Courage in your own.
foto – stepping stones and rocks at bilambil cottage dec 2008.
"The boat sails by, the shore remains." Cambodian.
foto – iluka ferry wharf dec 09