A writer’s City: Bacau
Reading Time: 4 minutes I believe I am one of the few people who, as a student, liked Bacovia. I know where it’s all coming from and it has nothing to do with depression. My grandfather had a book in A5 format, with some purple graphics. Brilliant. Poems with short stanzas, such different words and drawings. I understood it …
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