Els Moors

1976 / Poperinge

Popular Poems

Angel laid out a new body for me
Oh my mother
The horse is not a horse
I am the gardener with an alibi
[on the roof of the house with the wind vane]
The girl stretches her legs and
[then I came home]
If I touch an abyss I don't understand
All the newspapers do is
On my way to a house
[the sky is an arch within which]
If someone lays apples
The trees with their gnarled trunks and broad crowns
The white shagging rabbits