By old patterns
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
By old patterns
I knew, he watched
me during his lesson.
An hour, he stood
there, in his white clothes.
I loved him.
He taught me,
more than a teacher,
even more than a student
could learn, me.
I was following him,
his way of moving
through his oldest job.
And then, he came close.
Not closer.
It made me sad.
And so it often,
goes during the life
of a writer without one job.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Joop Ooms, Berkel-Enschot
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
April 19, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9209167-i-never-wrote-by-my-intelligence-i-have-never-used
Photograph II : The Crystal Ball reflects the purest Sunlight in my one eye!
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The Religion of The Blue Circle
Let's talk about love.
Let's write about religion.
And keep quiet in silent silence.
Netherlands, Tilburg
May 24, 2016
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