The monk sews, he pulls,

pulls the thread through the fabric --


No knot at the end.


De monnik naait, naait,Der Mönch näht, er zieht,
trekt, trekt de draad door de stof --zieht den Faden durch den Stoff --

Geen knoop aan het eind.Keine Endknotung.

Poem H3175
Amsterdam, 2022-01-10
An accidental man (Iris Murdoch) - 1971
Life is a constant process without fixation
Novel

Collection: Stall
Keyword: Lifestream (motion) 
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
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