Here the addressing for Nicolas Born The paths, often walked, became deeper, the wide dike, the distance, nothing gave rest. Nothing but pain was left, the hollow breath,

The only witness For Rashid   Not the heaps of your love letters in the velvet chest of memories; Not the armful of flowers and fruits you bring

Ludwig Meidner, Germany, 1884 – 1966 The War Goes On And the war goes on they always present this well-known tragedy where unknown actors play most of the

Painting by John Hacking, Netherlands DELIRIOUS The night will find me in the midst of a poem calm but with the fury of the poet delirious over all

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An Ancient Lotus Seed and a Ge Kiln Porcelain Jar — Prelude An ancient idea, like an ancient lotus seed hidden in the ground for thousands of years

Egon Schiele, 1890 – 1918 LIKE A BOAT ON A LAKE . . .   THE AFTERNOON slowly passed by like a boat on a lake of still

April And . . . April came with its light of spring. Smiling like a flower dressed up in sunshine, by color and harmony. Ephemeral April . .

  GALILEI’S Lamentation   what to construct a telescope for that shows impossible things? why raise the eyes to an empty sky? mankind does not know how to

HOW WILL IT BE TO SEARCH FOR YOU IN THE DISTANCE? How will it be to search for you in the distance? —Eunice Odio How will it be