Reading my brother’s stuff…

I recieved a letter from my brother yesterday, and not only a good old-fashion letter, but also copies of two short stories of his. He named them “Visionary” and “A Meeting In Delft”. Oh yes, and he sent me his poem “Trio For A Street, A Man and A Voice”. When I read the poem, first thing I said to my self was “powerful shit!”. It was really good written, he described a moment, almost a second of the atmosphere in Venice so vividly, so colorfully…
The short stories were actually as good as the poem, I can only say – the kiddo can write…
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My brother offered me to do illustrations for my forthcoming poetry book, and I accepted it, so I sent him a set of my poems. I hope he can find some interesting parts in order to create some atmospheric drawings. I’m sure he’ll make some fine stuff there…