FREIBURGER ZEITGEISTLITERATURE (Satis Shroff)

A BLACK FOREST VOICE: SATIS SHROFF https://www.instagram.com/p/B0U07oFI0MW80SNGNh5ml29ko3fcs0_B-IAMqU0 MORGENROT I (Satis Shroff) Ah, the beauty of the Morgenrot, The entire Dreisam Valley Bathed in scarlet hue. Even the birds chirp lightly. Morgenrot II ( Satis Shroff) Trucks dashing to Freiburg from the Schwarzwald, Emit a constant background din, Heavy duty tyres on asphalt, Hurrying towards the north. Morgenrot III ( Satis Shroff) The scarlet has disappeared Clouds with golden orange dashes appear, Long clouds in glowing orange Spread across the south-west sky. A blueness appears above the clouds, Long horizontal brush strokes, Over the Prussian blue mountains. Shaded of grey clouds, Above the orange now. Morgenrot ( Satis Shroff) You discern the pine treeline on the mountains, Your heart fills with joy and gratitude, As you sip your cuppa tea. Ah, a beautiful dawn in July. (C) satisshroff 2019 MOMENTUM (Satis Shroff...

MOMENTUM (Satis Shroff) (Subtitle: Paris is France) Yellow vested men and women No longer with lowered faces. Scowling countenances, Legs that kick down windows and doors, Arms that life and overturn cars. They want to be heard For they have been ignored By Macron and others At the Elysee Palace Too long. Paris is France. In the olde Jacobiner days it was the Bastille, Now it’s the Champs Elysees. Why is Paris burning? Hope    it’ll appear in Le Monde and Figaro Tomorrow. A movement gathers momentum, No time for empty speeches, No elitare nuances. Yellow vested men and women Fighting against vested interests, In Place de la Republic, Bastille and nation. Paris is France. The rift in the French society Has grown too wide. Will someone build a bridge Over these troubled waters of La Grande nation? Paris is France. Oh, please don’t talk about Haute Cuisine, I have problems making ends meet. I h...

(c)Paintings, beyeler fondation, basle, schweiz Nipponese Influence in Monet‘s Art (Satis Shroff) It was a beautiful day in May with just the clouds moving languidly across the sky above the Rhine Valley. You could see the Vosges beyond the vineyards of Kaiserstuhl and the Schwarzwald seemed to be receding. It was lunchtime that I arrived in the second biggest town (after Zurich) in Switzerland, namely Basle. This Swiss town has almost the same population as Freiburg. I headed straight for Minamoto: a Japanese restaurant to fortify myself.. Apero was Riesling Kung Fu Girl, followed by Salat Kaarage, which turned out to be a salad compositae, as the French call it, with baked poulet pieces  in a plum vinnaigrette. Mundgerecht, as we say in German.  I opted for the Minamoto Don: meat in a Japanese onion sauce with Bei Shoga ginger. I skipped the Tiramisu because my inner man doesn’t prefer it and  chose Umeshu-plum wine choya. Influence of Japan:  Why doe...

Atlantic coast, France: ILE D' OLERON  (Satis Shroff) It was a beautiful sight. The sun was going down after a hot and sultry day, a scarlet mass, and the sky was a bright orange with shades of yellow and azure above. There were some clouds languidly moving ahead. A flock of sea-gulls dived and swirled around in the distance. The only noise you heard was that of the waves that swept along the shores of France from the Atlantic. We were in the western island of Oleron. This island lies in the vicinity of the Charente river, which flows into the Atlantic Ocean. It has a population of 17,500 inhabitants. We'd driven from Freiburg in south-west Germany in two cars along the French country roads to the isle. Martin and Annette were in one Renault and Yvonne and I were in our tomato-red Peugeot. Dusk set in by the time we crossed the long bridge, Pont d' Oleron, to the island. It was a relatively small, flat island (175 sq km) with a network of roads, the ...