The angles of Leipzig sliding before my eyes glowed with such beauty and artistic sensitivity that they could only have been the offspring of a serious romance between the photographers and the city.
If you’re in town this week, here’s an opportunity to meet some Leipzig writers and be immersed in a creative atmosphere while possibly drinking some Polish vodka or cocktail, and/or eating pierogi and such.
It was learning German, a break from my English-language academic writing, that brought me back to poetry. I found myself on a bus from Berlin to Leipzig writing a very basic-worded break-up poem in German, just for practice. (I will share said poem here once it has been properly proofread.) The next morning, I found by accident some of the posts from my old poetry blog still online. These two moments immediately converged into finally setting up a new forum for creative expression for myself and others. It took only a couple of clicks to set up a new blog. And a couple more clicks to announce it on social media. So here we are.