I miss my partner in art

And poetry.

Last time at year end

I met her at boesner

She was as always fleet-footed

Pointing out a bargain in

Watercolour papers

Pens and pencils

Corrugated cardboard maps

To keep drawings and paintings.

At the bookshop I lost her

Or was it another illusionary


Stardust splashing in between

Neon colours

Visitors from universe?

We’ve always talked

Whatever the occasion.

My collocutor and most

Inspiring Muse.

The ongoing dialogue

Will keep me – the artist –





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