By Doerthe Huth Where My Spine Got in Shape recently I found my way back to my own beginning on which the backbone of my life got in shape and hardened like liquid steel under river water A Industrial City - of all places? you asked. Why not Berlin, Syney or New York? Later I … Continue reading Where My Spine Got in Shape and Other Poems
New Beginnings
By Ove Haxthausen “Just like the movies,” I thought as my guard urged me out of the car. Through the drizzle and darkness of the chilly October morning, I could make out the gloomy iron trusses of the Glienicke Bridge. But this was no film, it was the culmination of my three years in Soviet … Continue reading New Beginnings