Und überall raschelt es nach Sehnsucht...

These are poems and stories that question themselves language and our reality. Contents A blue glow you thread your way through it as soon as you start you begin to understand you should no longer be content with lip service come closer but don't let yourself be cajoled from where you are you have to tell us close your eyes juggle combine select be as concrete as possible take the words by the hand build them out feel their pulse carry them in your heart and - let them manage themselves _______________________________________ "His eyes were directed inward, on his text bricks, he took words, turned them around like living stones, put them back or used them further. They were highly sensitive creatures for him, communicating with him....