“After reading a book, you involuntarily ask yourself: did the writer have to travel in order to gather the impressions that don”t really have an artistic justification? But, nevertheless, it is essential to travel. Traveling for me, for example, gives a lot: a sense of the awesome size of the world and a sense of what you are doing personally. The evening poetry readings, about which we”ve already talked, are able to give a lot to the heart and mind. And all this unconsciously accumulates in you and juxtaposes. This does not mean that everything you saw will immediately demand to be put on paper — most often it so happens that everything you have accumulated over the years will come back to you after a decade. And sometimes it happens so that you immediately take up the pen”.

The cellars of Eger
are full of precious riches.
The cellars of Eger
are full of wine —
what wine!
The cellars
are as cool
and deep as a mine.
The cellars are
like cathedrals
with barrels
instead of Gods!
And in each of them
merriment rumbles.
And in each
there are so many weddings,
that’s probably
enough
for five
millennia!
For hundreds
of generations!
There’s enough,
plenty to go
and plenty to be left over!