Garten literarischer Wirrungen / Garden of Literary Confusion

Frei nach Theodor Storm Das Harfenmädchen ist heut nicht gut drauf. Lustlos klimpert es auf den Saiten. Noch ist ihm keiner in die Netz...

Ein bekanntes Sprichwort sagt: Die Letzten beißen die Hunde. Allerdings gibt es auch folgende Weisheit aus der Bibel: Die Ersten werden di...

With a possibly Norwegian touch, spam is getting more clever than ever. Read this message that has burst past my spam killer, and you too ...

Sie ist wie Gott –  man sieht ihn nicht, aber er ist immer da. – Tanjetschka Zur Erläuterung: Das sagte unsere russische Praktikantin, a...

Now there's doctor L. the anthroposoph, (in)sincere and mature, who'll ask what you are willing to suffer for cure. And if you say...

Gestern Abend besuchte ich ein wunderbares Konzert von Gianmaria Testa und Paolo Fresu im Ordenssaal von Schloss Ludwigsburg. Das Zusammen...

It’s a crowded place and lots of stuff’s been happening – Badger T. Bones Australia kills 17 sex row riots Bolivian microphones start up...

A baby girl was born to Hulsa and Amani The third year after the barley dearth A baby girl was born to Hulsa and Amani And she was prefer...

Why can’t I think of any? It’s not that they’re all the same to me. But ever since yesterday, when I started thinking the matter over,...

Rhenew yr mazn poewr quickly, theyz wrogte, & Leet us to improvze u ultimate poewr & hardinegs. Finagl bonzuses is uh fine braga...

I’m bulky and white and up in a tree I’m half-open, but should normally be closed I’m not as cool as I used to be I normally ne...

As usual, I enter the apartment at night. Everything is sepia, as in old sepia photographs, with that old-fashioned, dusty feel. Things are ...

No poem today on Easter. At least not so far. I'm staying with my seester. – Felix Morgenstern Posted for NaPoWriMo day 24. The...

Nuclear power plants are oh so bad is what German politicians suddenly said after the Fukushima event in Japan. But are they bad enough t...

The places cats won't go. The climbing out onto the banks. The naked man in the glaring white gap Hot black dunes in the air—we slept...