HANS VAN TIGCHELT, Born in Turnhout, Belgium, in 1964, married with two children, is a lover of sportscars and bluesrock, whilst professionally he's a manager in a large multinational. Little indication thus of him concealing a writer within, let alone a poet. Admittedly, his poetry is not your usual rhyme of love or the loss of it. Reading his lines is more like coming down with the flu: the more it sets in, the more poorly you will feel...

So beware:

THOUGHTS OF EONS will upset you and m...