Leipzig elements woven into a tapestry pattern of a Germanophile literary reader â a maze of well-combined imagery.
how long have you been a figure in the ledger of life / put a scanner to your face, read the barcode of time / thirty-three or three, according to the new chronology
“On the one hand, I wanted to create a kind of snapshot and write about a night which in itselfÂ is so complete and saturated that it deeply enriches you. Andererseits wollte ich Ã¼ber zwei Unbekannte schreiben, die sich in eben einer solchen Nacht finden, einen vollkommenen Moment teilen, und sich dann wieder verlieren.”
âI have never been to Germany, and saw Leipzig only in photos or in dreams. In this poem, I wanted to depict a Leipzig of the past, a place in a time long gone.â (1003 Nights literary contest winner – poetry)
“Of course, Charlemagne couldn’t destroy that Leipzig spirit: and neither would the Habsburgs, Napoleon, Hitler, or Stalin.” (1003 Nights literary contest winner – mixed genre)
“I’m having another sip of tap water. My blindfold mask has fallen, the authors have returned to their word-children and my curiosity has been quenched, as has my quadrilingual ÑÐ¿ÑÐ°Ð³Ð°, Durst, Ð¶Ð°Ð¶Ð´Ð°, thirst.”