vogelhochzeit Paris Presentation 01. 03. 2008 Winter is harder. Not because it is actually cold. It was cold before. In the past. There was snow which loomed in the streets, there were icy sidewalks, on which in the morning we’d throw our ashes. Ashes which only yesterday was still coal, coal to heat our rooms. Now, the winter is mild. But that does not make it any better. Winters are still hard. We rise to the neon light of the morning subway ride – because the sunlight is still missing. I have been told of a small country is not far from here, which celebrates the return of the migrating birds. The children there dress up as birds and play "Bird Wedding". The Magpie marries the Raven. This is not done in the spring, but rather in the middle of winter. Optimists, I guess. And why not us? Take the cap off your head, move it onto your neck! Your scarf was not made to warm your neck, but for the wind to blow! Go and tie it to your jacket! |