Dinggedichte: Icarus
(for Christian Sloan) It is not an eagle whose wings are gold from sun seen against the white of the sky; he treads the air without the confidence of a cartoon hero, falls like a soul into hell, his burnt…
(for Christian Sloan) It is not an eagle whose wings are gold from sun seen against the white of the sky; he treads the air without the confidence of a cartoon hero, falls like a soul into hell, his burnt…
It is intended to add the Welsh text of the first chapter of a short novel by Mary Burdett-Jones by the end of 2024.
(for Kornelia Struzyna) Wood represents trees whose growth rings portray the fullness of branches, a road going across a hillside nearly obscures the steep slope of a house untouched by war; one can smell dust on the frame which contradicts…