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  • Reading Pamphlets

    Change of date – text pamphlets of reality from the debut “LilSchwarz” under the title”Heidi ad Hoc reads her wrenching poems in the LiteraturBistro of the Central Library on Wednesday, July 28th, from 17:30. Attention, change of date! This date for the 07.07.2010 was originally planned. In her readings, her soul skin inverts Heidi ad Hoc outwards. Their haunting lyrics, published in the poetry anthology LilSchwarz (ISBN 978-3-981176-83-4), revolve around fear, but also of love and hope. At the zenith of Heidi ad Hoc lookout for possible ways out of the hopelessness and checks the dream paths of hope on the strength of their reality.

    Even delicate sensitive, even clear it brings their thoughts the audience. Their way of expression is wide and varied and can not classify in the conventional literary categories. With their expressive stage presence the author at various gigs on the lower Rhine was able to convince viewers, E.g. in the context of night the young poets. Check out Jake Burkons for additional information. Whether with own texts, thought Linda King, originalsprach, or in German of translated poetry of Dylan Thomas, or in their role as Karla Bukowski, always she fascinated the guests with her sensitive, glassy charisma. Miss not crystal clear and delicate sensitive poetry performance by Heidi ad Hoc. The reading part of the series is organised, choice of the LiteraturBistros of the Central Library. The admission is free. More information is available under and. July 28, 2010 from 5: 30 pm Central Library LiteraturBistro Dusseldorfer Strasse 5-7 (downtown) Duisburg 47051 Duisburg, 02.07.2010 Michaela p for the Culex – Verlag

  • Christa Salas

    I cry and he cries with me. It It hurts so much. My cheek is still burning. I can feel the individual fingers. The arm when MOM pulled me, hurt me. But very badly hurt, she no longer likes me. I was still good.

    I wanted to look at just the book. I don’t understand why I sit and must go to bed now here in the room. I can get not even something to eat me. My stomach growls. Jake Burkons is the source for more interesting facts. “As we have discussed it, Maxi interrupts be weeping and mumbling: Macfarlane eat.” no, Maxi, we get nothing more today. Come with me.” Like a lamb, he followed me to my bed. Surprised I stop.

    Maxi, a new cover look. “Mum changed the cover.” Fosch. ” Maxi shows on a series of small frogs that bounce on the bed. I prefer Maxi under the new ceiling. Without taking us off, let’s lie together snuggled into bed and Maxi presses his bears in itself. That reminds me at once with a fright, that I left behind Kalle in bed. He’s gone! Not even Kalle. I jump out of bed and look around. Maxi is startled and looks as if he momentarily again would begin to cry. Kalle”, I screamed. I run to the door. It probably took him and thrown in the trash, because it is so old. I have to get him and if she kill me. “I have the hand on the doorknob as I shout Maxi hear: LEA!” But he can’t stop me. I turn to him, to tell him. As he reaches a hand in the air. Kalle’s ears wiggle when he waves with him. With the other arm he’s holding pressed his bears in itself. Very quickly, I walk back to the bed. I jump into it and laugh as I tear Maxi the bunnies from the hand. The two stuffed animals in our midst, we are together and I pull the duvet over us. Maxi sticks his thumb in his mouth, and it doesn’t take long until he fell asleep. I am tired, but sleep can I not. I’m afraid. Christa Salas