How to leave the city? Setting aside the why (perhaps one day?) how is the question. Maybe the correct answer is: we don't, ever, we may be elsewhere, but our minds and hearts stay here. Maybe we'll reminisce, as Frederick writing to Voltaire, much, much later (in fact many wars and forty years later) … Continue reading Partir?
Germany
Guests of young Frederick of Prussia
From: the Bolivian orchestra stranded in a German Castle "The breathing techniques required to play these instruments for a few hours put you in a kind of trance," says Miguel Cordoba, who plays the siku flute. But as soon as the rehearsal finishes they are all too aware of how their life has changed. … Continue reading Guests of young Frederick of Prussia
Of a broken box and a small town
In the past two weeks my writing output (I did not want to say "literary") was badly affected by the collapse of my old Mac, bought in 2009. This was the tool for my writing before and after a first (disk) failure, back in 2018. I was then lucky enough to find a local expert … Continue reading Of a broken box and a small town
Looking back… #Iamwriting
Last winter, there was ice on the windows... Perhaps, now, we miss that cold edge to the air? The long walks along the river, the parcs, the lakes. A cold Sekt on a bench, long rides in the vibrating forests, the discovery of ancient sites, the monuments to deep history... The storm. Each day … Continue reading Looking back… #Iamwriting
“Suspicious, but still benign…”
When they left the S-Bahn station a thin drizzle was falling on the deserted sidewalks of Wedding. It was about 1:30 in the morning, there was hardly any traffic, dawn was still some hours away. They were tired of carrying their luggage: it had been a long journey, all the way from the other … Continue reading “Suspicious, but still benign…”
As if the good fairy… #5words
Weekly writing prompt #104 Long ago, the ice withdrew, leaving behind deep lakes, the river and magic white sand... Today the village stands, as though the city wanted to hide, where the fairy made sure people had a fine view of the ancient valley. In my journal I noted: "Lübars und das Tegeler Fließ". … Continue reading As if the good fairy… #5words
Control #TheDailyPost #MaiFeierTag
Today's Prompt, May 2, 2017 As we approach the well known street, the crowd gets denser, perhaps quieter too, as if listening to itself. There are many people here, young and old, in pairs or small groups. The air is crisp and the sky peppered with cotton-like clouds. Will it rain? People chat, laugh, stop … Continue reading Control #TheDailyPost #MaiFeierTag
Pillage #DailyPrompt #WritersWednesday
So much to see, so little time... History walks along the quiet streets, ghosts hide in the corridors of museums: our steps resonate in the night, so much to explore... The story ripens, enriched by the findings, tombs of soldiers, standing knights in corners of baroque churches, damsels hidden in wooden scarves and dark mantels. … Continue reading Pillage #DailyPrompt #WritersWednesday
Prelude #Cityscape
Exploring a city is like discovering a lover: the unknown sounds, the long avenues, the blind windows so much like eyes shut, the undecipherable scents... Then there are the enticing corridors, the forbidden cellars, the lovely peaceful cafés hidden behind trees, as islands of lust. The city does not yield easily: one has to be … Continue reading Prelude #Cityscape
From Suburbia to the Centre, and back again #amwriting
Planning a move is exciting, and also threatening. So much can go awry, the unexpected lurks at every corner. We have inhabited this parcel of suburbia for a long time, longer than we originally thought, for sure. And, now, we are about to leave this bit of the funny island for the city of Faust, right … Continue reading From Suburbia to the Centre, and back again #amwriting
