Poems

Edison (excerpt) Life is but once and then there is dark night we are dying in the ruins of light like day-flies, like a flash of […]

(from) A Night With Hamlet On the way from nature to being walls are not really kind walls soaked with the urine of talents, walls running […]

Eodem Anno Pons Ruptus Est Joy! There is joy, there really is. And he felt it not as something merciless which rushes on us and puts […]

Human Voice Stone and star do not force their music on us, flowers are silent, things hold something back, because of us, animals deny their own […]

Meeting In A Lift We stepped into the lift. The two of us, alone We looked at each other and that was all. Two lives, a […]

Mi Lascio I learnt tonight from a book on astronomy that certain stars are the oldest and near to extinction… Grateful for the news I opened […]

She Asked You A girl asked you: What is poetry? You wanted to say to her: You are too, ah yes, you are and that in […]

Snow It began to snow at midnight. And certainly the kitchen is the best place to sit, even the kitchen of the sleepless. It’s warm there, […]

Stay Stay with me, don’t leave me, my life is so empty that only you can help me, proudly humble, from asking further questions. Stay with […]

When It Rains On Sunday When it rains on Sunday and you are alone, open to the world but no thief comes and neither drunkard nor […]