After I began studying at university, I became an entirely different person for Uncle Rudolf. Perhaps it was because I came home rarely and from a great distance…
Kalisto Tanzi Elza: Together we ate grapes and washed them down with pink wine. The next day I discovered a damp grape stalk in my pocket. It looked like an…
When the sun is setting and the wind is blowing and I can observe, then, no matter where I am, I remember my native village. By the time the sun is setting, decent…
Mum is a proletarian, that is, she was a proletarian before she married my father. Proletarianism is a complicated thing; a man can lose it on account of an…
FOOTSTEPS IN THE ROOMS 1 In the most difficult days, when he no longer knew what to do, he used to whisper: Mother, Mother! And yet he knew that she was no longer…