Month: December 2016

Hands

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Poem

original title: Männerhände With gentle strength The tip of your thumb Caresses My fingers Your nails worn from work Warmth spreads In little electric shocks All the way to my heart And bits I won’t mention in public

Almost Over

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Poem

2nd Advent Another year Quo vadis? It makes me wonder why we parcel Our life into little boxes of time We feel our way from day to day From week to week Stopping only to give thanks when external factors require Christmas, birthdays, anniversaries These little boxes of time An illusion of linearity A second, a minute, an hour, a day So we trap ourselves into the idea of a linear journey The illusion of […]