It had been a strange and different summer this year. From its start it had been very hot and dry. The otherwise so fresh and green colors of spring had long been gone. Not a single drop of rain had caressed the wrinkles of the dry earth. Every inch of the city was either grey…
Category: Writings in English
My grandmother awaits me from the other side of the heavy wooden front door. A warm and welcome smile originates from her painted red lips, when she opens the door. She wears her dark green skirt with her silky light green blouse. Even though she was at home all day, she wears her dark brown…
Only one child takes care of the garden with adult responsibility O, how time flies! What do you mean: only one child? It is that what an artist life asks of us to question and shame Around the world I am actually older a grandmother who played on a fiddle every week and wants more…
A woman can not look like a giant What would the neighbors sayOr what shoes to wearNothing would fit, And nowhere would she fit in A woman can not feel like a giant Unable to exaggerate her own worthShe rather would sympathize with Cinderella Waiting for someone else to fit her the shoe A woman…