VrijMiBo voor Jezus
Christmas Eve! Five
hundred poets waited, pen
poised above paper,
for the poem to arrive,
bells ringing. It was because
the chimney was too small,
because they had ceased
to believe, the poem passed them
by on its way out
into oblivion, leaving
the doorstep bare
of all but the sky-rhyming
child to whom later
on they would teach prose.
Prettig weekend. En be nice.
Reaguursels
Dit wil je ook lezen
VrijMiBo met Queens of the Stone Age, Clinic, Harry Mulisch
HET. IS. WEEKEND. (eindelijk)
VrijMiBo met Europe, Soft Cell en Sjoerd Kuyper
Het is weer weekend: BIER
Torn VrijMiBo
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