Fom the clothesline hung on the drying rack, winter laundry which nobody managed to remove for several days stretches out. Before it could be dried, it froze and unfroze. Over rehardened clothing, a snow falls on what...
My whole life I never knew. Had it happened after he left? Those little eyes, why couldn’t they bear the tears and not let them flow? Those empty, contorted lips once poured out insults, curses,...
Snowflakes fall as quietly serene as a mother gazing at the child nursing at her breast.In that gaze—the sound of wind rushing past a whip, the briefly rising scent of wild daffodils bloomed in a...
For me to walk is to search for love. In the streets, I learned to gather and pack together sadness to fall asleep.And there I grew used to attaching wings to my longing as I...
If in the spring sun come to rest on a window we meet and gaze into each other’s eyes like two people, like one person, as the light builds its round house in pupils, in...