Category: The Gospel

Shame?

why remain uncertainbehind the red curtainfearing the sunand freeze to cold despair sweet child, why foster frightor hold the need to hideand regret not having laid yourself bare i’ve seen your scenesa-trembling in bedwounded, soreall the times you suffered sinjust like in the war and the hours at your deskalone, kafkaëskthe crippling thoughtsof being less […]

Introducing Henk and Hetty

This old chap is my grandfather, Hendrik. He was born in Bredevoort, Holland, the place where he also grew up. After school my grandfather became a marinier, serving in the US navy. He went on to Indonesia and served there at the frontline, collecting the wounded and the dead. I am quite proud of him. […]