Separation
“Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great.”
― Roger de Bussy-Rabutin
Separation. Edvard Munch. 1896.
My Daily Walk Home ~ Poem By Monique Lucy Weberink
My daily walk home...
There is a river on my right
fast flowing deep and dark water
these leaves being dragged along
twirling, what a curious sight
High up a blackness of one cloud
when I am starting to talk to you
and even though you are not here
mist forms a cover like a shroud
A few strange birds glide in the sky
the variation of trees just in front
suddently a squirrel running across
and the grass covered by a grey dye
Now there it is again, this massive weight
pressing hard on both of my shoulders
I need to find a way to break free from this
free myself from carrying this freight
These thoughts of us are crossing my mind
just because and despite of what happened
they intertwine, merging into the distant
for what is next to happen is not aligned
Do you think it just happens like this
do you think it just falls out of the sky
if so I can't be bothered to pick it up
It's definately not something I shall miss
Walking, step by step, slow but steady
always avoiding the mud and the puddles
still going through the drissling rain
I am clearing my mind, am getting ready
To fight this poison without a remedy
like a powerful flame that burns me up
I must wake up out of this bad dream
to finally reenter the realm of reality
You are hardly worth my while
but the curious world around me
pulls me out to another place
its only for a short mile
A sound distracts me
pulls me back here
someone walking past
that is not all I see
This is the brand new me
exactly how it was dreamt
this is the end of the road
There exists no more we
I used to think I was strong
but now I know where I belong
...its just another daily walk home


Monique Lucy Weberink,  2014

James Abbott McNeill Whistler (1834-1903)
Nocturne in blue and green
Leonardo Da Vinci ~ Time
I have wasted my hours.
Leonardo da Vinci

The Hours
Arthur Hacker - 1906
Vladimir Nabokov ~ The Rain
“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.”
― Vladimir Nabokov
Oscar Wilde ~ The Importance Of Conversation
"The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation."
Oscar Wilde
James Frey ~ Despair
“The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone.”
― James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

The Swan of Tuonela
Akseli Gallen-Kallela - 1904-1905
Henri Matisse ~ music
Henri Matisse - Music, 1907
Glenn Gould ~ On Being An Artist
“If an artist wants to use his mind for creative work, cutting oneself off from society is a necessary thing”
― Glenn Gould
Thomas Hardy ~ On Poetry
Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquired by art.

Thomas Hardy, 1840-1928
British novelist and poet, note written in 1899

Painting
Thomas Hardy by William Strang, 1893
Marcel Proust ~ Paradise Lost
“The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.”
Marcel Proust.
Paradise Lost
Geza Farago - 1903
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