One will probably accept as true that in answer to Hamlet’s question, whether to be or not to be, a body swaddled in a cloak of steaming, soapy water, enjoying its being human, will give an answer rather different from the one the Danish Prince himself gave. Perchance the difference between word and deed, perhaps even that infamous divide between ‘words and things’…
In the bathtub a man withdraws from himself, and why not: transcends that self. Not only is the body cleaned while growing red, the possessor thereof meanwhile endeavors to cleanse the soul.
This kneading and rubbing of that transient entity is done best while in the meantime someone beloved roughly brushes the body’s back with rugged bristles of the accurate hardness – tenderly so.
Oh, a thorough Yes! jubilates in excelsis.
Let it be – so and not otherwise. So be it – in ma douce France, in the Netherlands, even in Denmark.
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Sierksma, Saumur 2.9 /2015