Robert Gabris
In residence from October 5th, 2015 to December 15th, 2015
3 Poems to the wind
"Poems to the wind
...and the wind blows me far far away from here…where I am master of my worlds… … and I'm going with him, where I can smell the love.
...nothing lasts as short as this presence… look into the past, go in the future. … and never lose hope… otherwise you disappear.
...and the wind blows him too far… he falls into the black darkness... … mercilessly and mute... and his body lies there so terribly dead."