All this, Raven. curled up. So little. Raven. Rich existence, unreachable far away. Rich existence, Good, what an abundance of gifted life. So little, so much Raven. A thought in a room. Two eyes, two arms, two legs. And inside: ...
Eclats_another waking dream (out of agony)
scar, degree, when summer retreats, Misunderstanding monochrome, without reflexes, without colors. go to bed, half thinking, half asleep, a wait, that never tires, like a bus shelter. Missed the first bus, the second. Ang ...
Eclats_Wachttraum, My curtains in the evening sun and beyond
I climbed up a forest, who burned red in his crowns. The earth was white, Myriads of black and red flowers floated in it. From big plates, who were swaying, kullerte ein Schwarm orange leuchtender Nadeln herab. Ich roch Honigh ...
Eclats_Poem without a clear title
the expectation brings. Door opened to a crack. Hour of the torn. hour, where the bridges shine, the cities from the burning of the roots of the grass. Shadowed eye bores home, in the wreath of silver gnats a lamp, ganz vorne bei der Ra ...
Retro_Prose_The Things, that we have to do
'Twenty-five years and my life is still Trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination I realized quickly when I knew I should That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man For whatever that means And so I cry sometimes whe ...
45 nevermore
Raven! AM 3.57! I cannot sleep. You have to be my priest, please! Raven! Pray tell me whether these false things I did in my life were big human mistakes or small human mistakes!? What if I did a tiny mistake lately but it had the impact to let me be ...
Isabella di Morra_ From a high mountain where you can see the sea_III
III. The sea flows from a high mountain (looking at the sea from a high mountain) D’un alto monte onde si scorge il mare miro sovente io, your daughter Isabella, if any wood smeared in that appears, ...