shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Levi Wagenmaker is a (re)tired journalist, living the low-life in the Netherlands' flat mountains for one part of the year, and a little higher up down in the French Creuse department (Limousin), for another, with three bitches, one of whom a woman, and a younger male, something of a dog also. Fingers stiffer than his upper lip, he writes poetry in English, one of the languages acquired in his younger years, and best suited to his urges in that respect. His poems have been published on the internet more than in print, and Google (Yahoo, Bing, whatever) will reveal what, where, and when.

Levi Wagenmaker

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choir boy

the simultaneity of serene and sexy sopranos and altos singing
the ranks of a choir closely observed
are very intimate encounters
with aspects of faces made beautiful by accumulated admiration
recognised much like fragments of lyrics
Mozart's Requiem Bach's Passion
scrutinised with the blessed concentration of the deaf
the slight breathlessness of open mouths
the moist lips the eyes closely resembling
in expression the eyes of vaguely remembered
serene and sexy
faces explaining the myth
of angels