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lyrik Anna Breitenbach Lydia Daher Angela Dauber Karin Fellner Heike Fiedler Claudia Gabler Mara Genschel Anna Guentcheva Sandra Gugic Andrea Heuser Marianne Hofmann Birgit Kempker Traude Korosa Angela Kreuz Tania Kummer Augusta Laar Alma Larsen Theres Lehn Swantje Lichtenstein Sabina Lorenz Birgit Müller-Wieland Carina Nekolny Fabienne Pakleppa Judith Pfeifer Tamara Ralis Sophie Reyer Sarah Ines Wanda Schmid Barbara Seeberg Leta Semadeni Ursula Teicher-Maier Gabriele Trinckler Anja Tuckermann Ruth Wiebusch Christa Wißkirchen Barbara Yurtdas	Angela Kreuz __ Train Rides and Tides: Compartment, sweet compartment // Clockwork // Green ecstasy // One of your presents		vita
		Train Rides and Tides A Poetic Journey Dream a little dream of me, I'm sitting on a train To nowhere Compartment, sweet compartment A window, cushioned seats, and me, And outside raindrops Glued to the pane Wide eyes, reflecting everything How they crave each other, Fusing with the wind The radiator's grilling my shoes, I take my coat off the hook And use it as a blanket The train is empty And we are alone ___________________________________________________________angela kreuz Clockwork Meeting the same people At the same time Even at the same spot On my way to the station To catch the 7:20 a.m. train They walk the opposite direction – Good for them, They found work in town I can tell by the faces Whether I'm late Or if the Asian girl is early today I should have met her at the zebra-crossing! ___________________________________________________________angela kreuz Green ecstasy It's May And I'd rather be jogging Than going to work The old English park is in bloom Bursting Fresh leaves everywhere Glimmering emeralds And my sweat on the grass While running, running, running I'm drinking in the green Breathing its stunning magnificence Getting lost in the rhythm of my swinging steps Keys jingling in my pocket A weird melody in my head Stopping at a swing Fixed on a branch I get on, Swaying in the wind Higher and higher Flying into the blue sky And swinging back to thy green ecstasy, Nature ___________________________________________________________angela kreuz One of your presents The echo of the seashell you gave me a long time ago Is still in my ear Mystifying A pocket-sea I close my eyes Holding the stiff shelter in my hand Craving its sound, sight and smell, Drowning in its abundance of complexity And dignity A world under water On the ground of grounds It's you Reaching out One sad drop's about Getting lost in all the tears Fears are calling me back To escape I'm torn Stepping on land Turning around: Waves and waves and waves