Spring paints without brush Leaf buds blossom heart shaped What a great lover A Robin redbreast In a flutter of spirits Proudly presents hope The Ides of March Only cowslip bells ringing Lay down your weapons Return to Journal Austrian, born in Lower Austria, Reinhold Stipsits spent most of his academic career as professor for social pedagogicsContinue reading “a poem for Ukraine by Reinhold Stipsits”
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