I walk nervously into the bar of a hotel in the center of Leipzig, not knowing what to expect. Maybe I appear as someone on their first date. Looking nervously around the room, trying to catch someone’s eye, hoping they’re going to show up. But straight away, I see the cheery, welcoming sign “Shut Up
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The poesie book of Eva Goldberg traces the escape of the Goldberg family prior to the start of the Second World War. Their flight began in Görlitz and lead via the Netherlands and Great Britain to the USA. Eva Goldberg grew up in Görlitz and had a very happy childhood. She often traveled to Amsterdam
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This book has been accompanying me for the last few years. It is a series of books actually, the famous Remembrance of Things Past or In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust. I try to read a few pages every weekend when I have more time on my hands. I savour every word of the original French. It
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I guess it can’t be too often that two people can laugh and make love, too, make love because they are laughing, laugh because they’re making love. The love and the laughter come from the same place: but not many people go there. (If Beale Street Could Talk, p. 15) Love, its absence, and its
MoreLeipGlo contributor and artist Glenn Horvath shares his short story "The Assassin" about a US international living in rural Germany.
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Our wonderful Literary Parlor returns with a very special holiday edition: Svetlana interviewed some of her Gen Z students and they share some of their own poetry with us.
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