Human relations are fleeting and vulnerable, appearing in the impression of a wedding or the recurring moments captured between a father and son, who make between them delicate balsawood constructions, which - as the poems do themselves - take flight in the turmoil, ecstatic one moment, plunged into darkness the next.
Ik heb een vraag over het boek: ‘Floodmeadow - Martinez de las Rivas, Toby’.
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