Hello everyone, here’s the last haiku poem of the month, an abstract poem by Dietmar Tauchner. Present and past are inseparable, and the signs of our origin are immanent. The noise of our origin is the sound of the universe: the imperceptible but overwhelming power of the cosmos, music that is not for humans to hear, but to to perceive. The German word “Sehnsucht” perfectly represents the constant research and nostalgia that distinguishes the modern age: we’re tending towards evolution, but the noise around us (and inside us) is primordial.
Haiku poem by Dietmar Tauchner | Picture by Oona Räisänen