Little days - Bernard Dewulf
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20-04-2011, 03:38 PM
Little days - Bernard Dewulf
There's a woman growing in my house.
in one - two - three she became five.
One morning she entered the kitchen, she said hi and it was different.
She gave a kiss and it differed.
Her hair loose, she was wearing a skirt and long stockings underneath.
In those, her legs where risen and walked.
In confusion I searched the word. Elegant. Coy. Majestic.
I stood and watched: So that's how a women grows in my house.
Perhaps later I will say: I saw how you became... I saw how, out of the fertile girl-soil, a woman became. One day you walked into the kitchen, when I saw how it began.



(Bernard Dewulf looks at the ordinary things in his live, his children, his wife, the garden, the house,... and writes poetic and philosophical about the big things that happen in that small world. In 2010 he won the prestigious Belgian LIBRIS literature-prize with his work "Little days" from witch this is the opening. I thought I'd share)

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