In Desert Words, the poet carries you through a poetic landscape where only the wind determines the direction. Along with this breeze, he explores the fringes of understanding and intellect. During this quest are varied emotions, mangled by storms and calms, and foundations aborted or recovered. A variety of musings and events are cautiously weaved in poems when unpacking a fragrant blend of recognition, surprise, emotion, and laughter, a bundle full of meeting with echoes and a twilight view of tomorrow. Kees Keizer was the first born in his family in a village in the Veluwe. Perhaps the peace, intimacy and atmosphere of rural life up to the present time fascinated him intensely. He experiences poetry as a journey with an unmanned train, which passes through varying landscapes looking for an uncertain destination, the desired position of the switches to determine the final shape. He is primarily a melancholic romantic poet who writes without a valid ticket. The terminal thus remains long with uncertainty.
In Desert Words, the poet carries you through a poetic landscape where only the wind determines the direction. Along with this breeze, he explores the fringes of understanding and intellect. During this quest are varied emotions, mangled by storms and calms, and foundations aborted or recovered. A variety of musings and events are cautiously weaved in poems when unpacking a fragrant blend of recognition, surprise, emotion, and laughter, a bundle full of meeting with echoes and a twilight view of tomorrow. Kees Keizer was the first born in his family in a village in the Veluwe. Perhaps the peace, intimacy and atmosphere of rural life up to the present time fascinated him intensely. He experiences poetry as a journey with an unmanned train, which passes through varying landscapes looking for an uncertain destination, the desired position of the switches to determine the final shape. He is primarily a melancholic romantic poet who writes without a valid ticket. The terminal thus remains long with uncertainty.