Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: Life

  • Winter Haiku

    Winter Haiku

    The spirit of the world speaks through the silences between two snowflakes.

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  • Ce suntem?

    Ce suntem?

    (haiku-uri) seva se scurge pe hârtie, din anii noștri se aleg păstăi uscate, măturate de viscol în crevasele uitării, pagini ce hrănesc glodul umed din care, poate alte vrejuri vor țâșni către cer pline de bobi dulci-amari. vorbe crestatepe o scoarță desprinsăde vânt. pirogileîn care te veicuibări ca să pluteștispre depărtări tu.

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  • My books on offer!

    Dear followers – especially my Romanian-speaking ones, Editura Datagroup, my Romanian publisher, has just launched a new and improved website full of unbeatable discounts and exciting new features! If you’re looking for that special gift for Christmas this year, have a look at all the books on offer, including my own! 😉 Free delivery for…

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  • Quote of the day – Die Sünde der Erfolgsgenügsamkeit

    “Der Bau dieses Hauses war aber bei weitem nicht das Schwerste. Viel schwerer war es, die Menschen zu finden. (…) Ich nahm endlich solche Leute, die nicht Schreiner waren, und sich erst hier unterrichten sollten. Aber auch diese hatten, wie die früheren, eine Sünde, welche in Arbeitendenständen und auch wohl in anderen sehr häufig ist:…

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  • Abschwörung

    Ich schwöre die Liebe ab. Das Einzige worin ich gut war. Das Einzige wozu ich vielleicht etwas taugte – ich schwöre es ab, dieses unendliche Grauen. Nie wieder werde ich in deinem Körper verweilen, noch du in meiner Erinnerung.

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  • The Poem

    The Poem

    At night, the poem seeks itself like the blinking white of an eye amid the dark tempest.

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  • Abandon

    Abandon

    We had roots. Our roots had roots. Our roots’ roots had roots, but then fall came and our leaves began to fall, one by one to the ground, crackling dry. And in the soil they made we were rooted. But the light called to our children and to our children’s children. They clambered to the…

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  • Quote of the day

    “People need their group identification, because this identification protects them, literally, from the terrible forces of the unknown. It is for this reason that every individual who is not decadent will strive to protect his territory, actual and psychological. But the tendency to protect means hatred of the other, and the inevitability of war –…

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  • Quote of the day

    “Life without law remains chaotic, affectively intolerable. Life that is pure law becomes sterile, equally unbearable. The domination of chaos or sterility equally breeds murderous resentment and hatred.” Peterson, J. (1999) – Maps of Meaning, p. 397

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  • Quote of the day

    On strangers and strange ideas: “Arrival of the stranger, concretely presented in mythology, constitutes a “threat to the stability of the kingdom” (…). The stable meaning of experiential events, constrained by the hierarchical structure of group identity, is easily disrupted by the presence of the “other”, who practically poses a concrete threat to the stability…

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  • Anotimpul tăcerii

    Septembrie. Băncile tac. Cu ochii ațintiți înainte, oamenii au evadat din birouri și iau prânzul în parc. Răsfirat pe alei, pietrișul e alb. Inflorescențe întârziate îneacă cerul în parfum dulceag. Verdele frunzelor a obosit, a devenit întunecat, îmbibat de prea multe amurguri. Pauza de prânz.Mâinile caută guridoritoare de hrană.Gurile mestecă reflex. Privirile au rămas atârnate…

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  • Toamna (haiku)

    Toamna (haiku)

    Înflăcărarea se stinge în râuri moi de pace mută.

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