Tag: WIR ATOMKINDER poetry tour🌎
Jetlag and such things
The days pass and I am working on my actual plan apart from meeting people and places I
knew 19 years ago, namely planning and engaging in literary tongue-to-ear combat with North America. Continue reading →
I Am Really Happy, But Please, Come On…
I checked the stats. To my delight (however much of delight it gives me that people actually read this stuff here), I saw that the blog has been visited over 2000 times this month, almost 600 times within the last couple of days. Continue reading →
Flightmare
surrender, Buddha says.
surrender, Jesus says (yes, I am back in the Bible Belly again, see the effect?!)
surrender, Rambo says Continue reading →
The Swiss Guy Who Didn’t Make IT
after another one-hell-of-a-night night at an airport, waking up to the late check-ins, waking up the cleaning personnel, waking up to other drifters, waking up to the early check-ins, waking up and deciding to end this imposter-sleeping, I went for a cheap coffee and to the check-in. Continue reading →
How to Start A Poetry Reading Tour
I am a terrible researcher. Continue reading →
my three-month no plan plan
on September 13th, I am reading off into another adventure. a North America poetry tour for a poet nobody knows with a book in his leather suitcase that doesn’t exist. Continue reading →