Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you are having a nice holiday. I’m spending Christmas Eve entirely without my family, who is pandemically spread around their own little hearths all over Germany, but it is what it is. This too shall pass. Take care of yourselves.

I’m aware of how fortunate I am – I’m in good health as always, I have a home and people who love me, and a family similarly untouched by Covid. I’m very worried about some of my friends, including a couple in London, who are very close to my heart and have been on my mind throughout this whole horrible time.

Me, reading

Here is a picture of me reading in late May on my trip to Boston. This is Cambridge at the “Poetry Readings at Outpost 186” series of readings with Andrew Singer’s art all around me. Picture by Elizabeth Oehlkers Wright. Among the texts I read was a brand new poem about my grandfather who has died in June.

Paris Bookshops

Last time I was in Paris I went to (and recommended on the blog) a bunch of bookshops. This time I wasn’t there for a conference so I had time to visit more, but I would only recommend three of them. They are from left to right (click to enlarge): the Librairie Vendredi at the top of rue des Martyrs, Le Monte-en-l’air, nestled between a church and the busy rue Ménilmontant, as well as the queer-themed Les Mots à la Buche, just around the corner from tourism hotspot rue des Rosiers. At the bottom, all the books I bought, minus one that I cannot currently locate.

Tallinntraveling

For the first time in what feels like forever, I will be having a holiday-holiday, and not just a handful of days wrapped around a conference. I will be spending a few days in Tallinn next week – and afterwards a few days in Helsinki. Anything you can recommend me in the way of spending my time in Tallinn? Or things to read? I am currently reading Sofi Oksanan in preparation for the trip. Tipps? Suggestions? What is essential to eat?

Hamburg

As some of you may know, I am currently in Hamburg. It is my fourth time here, and that may be part of the reason why Hamburg seems an infinitely more dull city than Bucharest. Here is the main reason why. Below, a photo of yours truly (click to enlarge (admit it, it’s a pretty awesome photo!), and if you follow this link, you’ll find some more random photos (including two more of yours truly) from Hamburg, far fewer ones than the Bucharest photos.

Heine, Klopstock, Mann & I

As promised, photographic evidence of my pilgrimage to Klopstock’s grave (top left)

Also, here I am in front of the Buddenbrook House (top right), the Heine Haus,and some random Russian Church and other places. Additionally featured: my sister and a crucifixion. More pictures may be added as the evening goes on.


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