Reaching upwards limes horse-chestnuts airy avenue the sky pristine blue unhindered view to hilly distances I see you see the…
poetry of the holocaust
When I was a child, I saw the stones as flowers – the tears of hope were many-coloured. Red and…
Reaching upwards limes horse-chestnuts airy avenue the sky pristine blue unhindered view to hilly distances I see you see the…
When I was a child, I saw the stones as flowers – the tears of hope were many-coloured. Red and…