I remember exactly the moment when I wrote this poem (which I published on my old blog some years ago), though not exactly the date. I was standing in my kitchen drinking a glass of water. Suddenly, I felt a big pang. I looked at the blender nearby. I thought of my heart spinning in
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Daily haiku: Realization – Love can be simple/ The wheels should move by themselves/ Feels right when it is
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Von Facebook: ‘Vorführung einer ARTE-Produktion von Adama Ulrich und dem fernsehbuero Berlin – aus der Reihe „Vergessene Völker Europas: Die Kaschuben“. Die Autorin selbst erzählt von ihrer langen Faszination über Polen und den sagenhaften Kaschubenland. Es wird Kaschubisch gespeist, man kann sich ebenso in dieser alten slawischen Sprache mit einer der Hauptprotagonisten, Jolanta Drywa, unterhalten.’
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Daily haiku: Ruins – Left by your chaos/ Cracked and burnt but still standing/ Ivy grows from me
MoreMothers – They copyright love/ Give us glasses to see life/ Limit or let shine
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They usually come to me in dark but hopeful days. I just open up an app on my phone and write them while lying in bed or hanging out somewhere in Leipzig. Don’t expect a masterpiece or anything. Here are two. For Leipzig you didn’t judge her when she came back to you tail between
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