All posts by : Marion Jeanne Suter marionroad

At first you are that croak, helpless, fast blind, and not even on all fours, come and shower you with their blind love. You are their gem, her crown; don't know, aber gehörst noch ihnen.   ...

The icicles It means, There is him. Under the roof in the shade,a radish, Faust size. If it stays cold, should it grow there?. It is called, ihm ist immer warm.Nur die er umgibt, die frieren.Da es nun Minus bleibt, he can't break there. I k ...

Dedicated to my niece You run under the artificial sky dome, along the way, always slightly downhill, To the lowest point of the rock rock, Where they hang, Like snow flower, over the source. Like a crazy, really, schweissnass, a ...

The barge is silent on the fat, green water. Sluggish waves roll on the bank, Where trees bow over the silt. Between winding tufts, in which it is whirring, stands the heron, cast into his presence. Morning. With the lake it comes ...

Zimmer,from which I went. How Lorca. To see the eye lovers, went,So far to the sea. The light sprouted a bright one shaky subjects, Four corners free, shone without ballast. -----Like a Louvre in spring, my z appeared to me ...