Jeanne Stürmchen, Steckweg 3 3014 Bern &n ...
Three-lake tour (unfinished version)
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 ...
Room without me
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 ...