I was born sixty years ago in a war-torn Germany. My grandfather, contemporary of the famous poet Rainer Maria Rilke (whom he had actually met)had been a poet and translator. Unfortunately he died before I was born, but I think he left me through his genes this never ending love of poetry and a talent for languages.
Early on, at around the age of six, I started reading poetry and scribbled my own verses inspired by nature as well as feelings.
I studied for several years at the universities of Madrid, Aix-en-Provence and Perugia and wrote poems in Spanish and French, more...
Einfach nur das Fühlen von Zwischenräumen
In Search of the Other
Merely the feeling for spaces
A psychic experience
I am not asking you to love me
The Story of Adolfo the Fisherman
What have they done with my Jimmy
We do not like you, America
Before things turn stale
This pale picture that was our house
You don't want to miss anything