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Lost Moors

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People want to measure:
moors in hectares,
canals in meters,
peat in blocks,
barges in convoys.

In separating rectilinear
we are masters:
strips, plots,
rivers, ditches.

And once in a while
nature helps us
and divides
the landscape.
Already winding.

— Geert de Kockere

 

(I translated the poem of the rusted art column below.)

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Caretaker of lads and cats. No lady, but all woman. RPGamer. Avid reader. Writing my first book, squeezing in time during busy days. And nights if needed. Because I'd love to introduce you to the wonderful people who are living in my mind.

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