3 Ergebnisse.

I had never talked to the walls before that day. But one cold morning in Berlin, I stood in front of an ordinary wall with a mural painted on it, and spoke to it. It told me a myriad of stories that it had heard from many visitors, seen for itself, been told by the walls nearby and had heard from the skies above. I listened intently, and I vowed to tell these incredible tales to the world. Over the following months, I endeavoured to retell the...

Poetry is, first and foremost, a form of protest. Poetry protests against humanity's monstrous indifference to itself. Poetry protests as the light of love fades with the rising sun. Poetry protests for memories that ought not be forgot, yet were scarcely ever known to the world. Wherever there is confusion, contradiction, uncertainty - there poetry is born. It springs, uncontained, from cold bedsheets, from heavy tombstones lined up in hun...

We live in a period of time in which, more than ever before, people have been wayfarers with restless souls, travelling to the places beyond the horizons of their hometowns in search of excitement, adventure, relaxation, better weather, and any number of other appeals. The Wayfarer's Prayers is a collection of poems from one such traveller, a rootless cosmopolitan who paces the earth, searching for the perfect verse.