You Prayed on the Mountainside, Alone

You prayed on the mountainside, alone, but… Jesu, there’s no mountain, none, high enough where I can climb and find you there, alone: the world purges, wherever I go or turn or cast my eye; and poor as I am there is none, not one who’s needy and cannot complain; hungry, and cannot beg; whom…

Nine Poems

The Evening and the Rose I’ve many many an hour with you been sharing and enjoying, and never has an hour with you one moment been annoying. I’ve many many a flower for you been picking out and plucking, and, like a bee,’ with you, with you the honey from it sucking; but never an…

Guido Gezelle, a Limpid Singer

The Flemish poet Guido Gezelle was born in Bruges on 1 May 1830 and died there on 27 November 1899. His mother was a pious, melancholy woman, his father a silver-tongued and cheerful gardener; and it is evident from his poetry that both parents had a powerful influence on his character. In 1854, having completed…

The Evening and The Rose

I’ve many many an hour with you been sharing and enjoying, and never has an hour with you been for one while annoying. I’ve many many a flower for you been picking out and plucking, and, like a bee, with you, with you the honey from it sucking; but never an hour so dear with…

‘O this is a place!’

Aspects of the English World of Guido Gezelle Guido Gezelle was born in Bruges on 1 May 1830. After his studies for the priesthood, he became a teacher at the school in the preparatory seminary at Roeselare. His efforts to emancipate the Flemish language and its literature from the hegemony of French and of Dutch…