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Poëzie is een kunstvorm die zich in talloze hoedanigheden laat zien, laat vangen, laat vastleggen en die mensen kan raken, kan inspireren. Als je met de subtiliteit en verfijning van Harke Jan van der Meulen de essentie van poëzie weet te vangen én dat liefdevol circulair weet te vangen in een nieuwe verschijningsvorm, op toon […]

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auf dem Hamburger Dom vor 20 Jahren.

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I was delighted to be invited on as a guest to talk all things #InTheBleakMidwinter and #Rossetti as part of #Hark’s examination of our favourite Christmas Carols. ⁦‪@americamedia‬⁩ ⁦‪@MaggiVanDorn‬⁩ ⁦‪@ricdssj‬⁩ ⁦‪@ApplePodcasts‬⁩

https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/in-the-bleak-midwinter/id1595835931?i=1000590524267

‎Hark! The stories behind our favorite Christmas carols: In the Bleak Midwinter on Apple Podcasts

‎Show Hark! The stories behind our favorite Christmas carols, Ep In the Bleak Midwinter - 18 Dec 2022

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»'Hark!' Algy turned his head in a listening position«

Now i hav to wonder if people actually used »hark« in 1933, or if W.E. Johns is just a bad writer.

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Damn ye! Let Neptune strike ye dead Winslow! HAAARK!
Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father the Sea King rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime, to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more -- only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet, bursting ye -- a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself -- forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff for part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea!

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