Vyhľadávanie
It is the 1970's and the banned poet Dominik Tatarka is sitting in his room on Mišíková street in Bratislava. He is typing on his typewriter and placing sheets of paper into a large wicker basket. Tatarka is writing, transcribing and re-working short and long autobiographical notes, dreams, memories, reflections and metaphors. They are about his mother, about women, love, about power gone astray, forgetting all about responsibility and decency, about friends and colleagues, about creation, community ... Tatarka's thoughts roam alone against the night.
