“It’s a hazy afternoon
And I know a place that’s quiet, except for daisies running riot
And there’s no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon with me”
(B. Streisand in Lazy Afternoon)
IJmuiden (NL)
Fisherman’s Friends
This is where ships are eaten
“In some unused lagoon, some nameless bay,
On sluggish, lonesome waters, anchor’d near the shore,
An old, dismasted, gray and batter’d ship, disabled, done,
After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul’d up at last and
hawser’d tight,
Lies rusting, mouldering.”
(Walt Whitman in The dismantled ship)
Liège (B)
