The editorial staff of De Gentenaar-Het Nieuwsblad wishes you, dear readers, a healthy, fascinating and news-rich year. We will also be with you in 2025 with news and stories from your street, neighborhood and municipality. And don’t forget: you make the news, we just write it down. This year, former VRT director Luc Segers will once again have the first word with his lyrical New Year’s message. Enjoy it, just like everything that comes your way and in our newspaper this year.
The Christmas night decorates oneleave a layer of whipped cream on tophighways,no track marks visible this white desert.
Snowballs freewheel aboutmy car roof in flakesLED stars on the eyelashes my winter blues.
One lands on the hard shoulder icicle over a snowbound one cello,concerto for one white string.
The king wishes me on the radiogood luck,served on a bedsustainable fairy tales.
Angels land on it cloverleaf with drone wingsin blowing powder snow.Parcels-dot-kom fly around theoren,back and forth.
Dictator heads roll,populists blow grotesquely,explode without fireworksin unbearable lightness.Like anything of valueis defenseless,is all about crimeworthless.
My car window is melting frost flowersinto spring blossom.I warm your chill in minesafe and sound.
Sunflowers turn drunkwaltzes,gold burns in azurecanvases by Emile Claus.A bride in the morning embalmsspikenard oil on a bee stingunder her veil.Dance Me to the End of Love,by this softly scentedjasmine curtain.
(c) Luc Segers, dec.2024
