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There he goes long
Wind blows in his
faded blue jacket
causing slight hopping out

between finely patterned
behind the wheel lined up
Bhaklava boxes
stuck his reflection
another while

Soon the bright
Strubbel-crested
is in ordinary coexistence
line to the gelglänzenden heads
the pavement edges
hurrying

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silence

an almost perfect stillness lies over the city
only few distant traffic noises
can overhear
the teapot the ticking of the thermostat clock and
your heavy breathing spread from birds chirping
and Elster calls the real
morning insomnia is gentle

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love Sibylla,

I am now taking the first Versehrtheitsthema again. I give you right that it generally plays a role in literature and especially the poetic quality of Mostar good hits. The exciting current of the situation, I find that since the disaster again some time has passed. This state between healing and visibility of scars. Infirmity per se is of course a great concept that could apply to many literary situations - from disease to war. They are both human extreme situations and grateful material for literature. Recently I read in some interview great novels could write only those who have experienced something extreme. I do not agree, there should imagination can make up a lot. But that human suffering as happiness is found in stories and poems, of course, again pointed. It's also interesting and easier to describe than the normal gray. Something bothers me but also to the concept of infirmity. I think he's a little too negative for me personally - but who would have been maimed? - And writing about it has such a slight therapeutic connotation - but treatment is also necessary. It's just depressing to think about war and still reminded by it to be visible wounds. Can you from the infirmity to be drawn up in person for a poetic inspiration?

infirmity I am come again to the concepts of vulnerability, suggestibility and the contemporary. In my thesis I have discovered that hysteria is used in the novel "What I Loved by Siri Hustvedt as a metaphor for these three human conditions. These terms are more general than disability and less violent, rather they describe the influences and dependencies, you are exposed daily, but also what a great role in the time and the environment in which we live, play.

I just think often very specific about my immediate home after, because we may move. Luckily only within Berlin. From the early to mid twenties I was in constant fear of living in the wrong place and miss any opportunities. Now we have finally found a beautiful, practical, affordable housing in the right area, but dark. Especially in these few late summer days (today is probably the last warm day for this year) I am very aware of farewell from the light that shines pure from outside, because it is next spring, if all goes well not come back.

Oh, I've also read this week, the Patti Smith-book to the end. In Mostar I was already a while turn. It took so long and was sometimes a little tough. But I have read a lot. I would like to read more of her poems. In the end I had to even cry a little when Robert died of AIDS. A set I did a whole special. He is, after Smith describes how she and her newly-found fellow musicians for the first time to listen to end up in CBGB ". Though no one knew it, the stars were aligning, the angels were calling" It's remarkable how important Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe as an artist wanted to be famous. Patti just did not expect that it would be as a singer with her. In the two environments and time were also crucial. To be able to what they were, they had to go after NYC.

Best wishes to Mostar,

your Eva

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When I woke
fell out of my life
perhaps because of a


in a distant world
he turned and rolled
from side to side


went to the fridge
took milk out of the door
she warmed and held the cup
to the throbbing under the skin and the time went


me were the words of foreign
as they hung on tattered threads

but he drank, and wiped
with the milk mustache even
remembering from his lips

Tina Tina Willms Willms

, born in 63, a trained pastor, now a freelance writer, lives with her family in Hameln. Publications in journals and anthologies, 2003 sermon price of the publisher for the German economy, winner of the Hildesheim poetry competition 2010th

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love Eva,

the rough, a little rude atmosphere of Berlin I notice always first when I see the city again after a period of absence. In street scene and tone. However, I do not believe it - in proportion to its population - in Berlin are more crazy than in Mostar. Here the madness lies dormant perhaps something better hidden beneath the surface. Both cities are very good schools in dealing with human unpredictability.

After you see in your letter some parallels between Berlin and Mostar, did I fall more and more on it. The coexistence of wild and cleaned out, beautiful and ugly, which you mentioned, is one of them. In the photos you've selected, you can sense that. Even when on the first screen does not see how many ruins still stand in the scanned street, Tito Street, and how close it is up to the perfectly restored old town, the old bridge in the middle of the second photo is taken . The third picture shows the orange-red-striped ruins of the historic Hotel Neretva. In addition, a fresh restored and fiddled building, originally built for Tito, if it comes times to visit, now a shopping center with a cafe and club downstairs.

infirmity, I mentioned as a possible starting point for writing processes in my last letter. Infirmity is an essential aspect of Mostar's charisma. It irritates and can hold hold me and look for words. Habits of perception are run and I think this is a major poetic quality of the city. In addition, infirmity, so material, it is evident in Mostar, something very general or highly in emotional, personal meaning generalized, something that in principle a large part of the literature plays.

Yes, I know Tanja Stupar-Trifunovic, I invited her for a reading on the theme "Memories" in June, together with Jan Wagner to Mostar. She traveled with her brother from Banja Luka, we have the three of us drank coffee and the "Bosnian Serbs" to entertain, according to my language skills was not a profound conversation, but it was great fun. Tanya's poems I like very, sad and funny, they combine in a unique way and are sometimes a bit provocative and never boring. They were remarks that Tanja is also active as a journalist, with a sharp eye for contemporary social developments. If they by their Experiences with the war in the '90s, writes then never a Betroffenheitsgestik, rather defiantly, in a nutshell. For example, in her poem "The House", "I went to see the house / use in the war poets often the subject of the House wrote a critic / In the war I was not a poet but a child / who lost his house / I was at all not sad about it "... By Faruk Šehić I have read short stories, he also is recommended, you can read on the pages of "TRADUKI" and something about him: Is there http://www.traduki.eu/

autumn fatigue? I think so. Must go to bed. Good night and see you soon!

Sibylla

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love Sibylla,

now my trip is already so far away before. First, it's also three weeks ago and for another, I was back at some other locations, casting, Timmendorf / Malente and hospital Lindenhof. From the summer season is also much left. But what I notice is still fresh, the roughness of Berlin, the filth, the often harsh tone and all crazy. When I was the first time to buy again, I was really shocked by the many people ready to shout at each other or to themselves.

I think, Mostar has something in common with Berlin, in that it is so diverse. Beautiful and ugly at the same time. All the ruins in Mostar home to much waste and remember the war and are still existing division, but these wild elements like architecture in the city me when trees grow next to each other from rooftops and narrow streets of old, playful, beautiful buildings, symbols of socialism and modern urban architecture. Quite different in Berlin is of course the mountainous and the central role of the wild river, not to mention the luxuriant flora. What arises from this poetic or adult could, I would like to adjourn at this point. But I'm hanging on for a few photos of Mostar.

while ago I had looked at the program from the upcoming literary festival. Tanja Stupar-Trifunović is not the author, you know very well and even in your Event was? Otherwise, even from Bosnia Herzegovina Faruk Šehić is there and Nicol Ljubic, a German with Bosnian background.

dearest greetings
your Eva