From the day our eyes met across that table, I knew that we were meant to meet.
A great time has passed since then, a great many memories: some good, some bad. Sometimes the bad outweighed the good… But every time, losing you- Not the title- hurt the most. Over everything, even the damage we caused for ourselves.
Looking back now, I regret not one day, one hour, one second that I had with you. I treasure them all. I could never stay mad at you for long anyways.
Now, I know that we’ve made many promises in the past. A lot we weren’t able to keep, but I WILL keep the last promise we made. I will try to get over you like you asked me to and I will make something of myself. I will.
The title we hold has changed indefinitely, but a place in my heart you will always have.
“Let’s examine the percentages…”
thank you for all the messages and lovely notes you wrote!
i will announce the three winners tomorrow - best of luck!
“anachronism” typewriter-poems by anatol knotek
unique, handmade chapbook, 16 poems, DIN A6, with sewn bindings;
usually a book is just a copy - but not this one. every work is written individually with a typewriter, so each single page is unique, but also the contents varies. out of about 50 poems i chose 16 for each book.
i will give away three unique books for free!
if you want to have the chance to get one, all you need to do is one of these things:
- reblog this post
- write something about the book/my work on facebook, twitter or on any other social network/blog… (and send me the link)
(please make sure, that i can contact you)
i will announce the three winners (who will be randomly chosen and also contacted individually) on march 3rd, 2013 here on this blog.
good luck :)
[if you like to buy the book, please contact me on tumblr or via email: anatol(at)anatol(dot)cc]
‘I think you’re the sort of person who finds money on the ground and waves it in the air and asks if anyone has lost it. I think you cry on movies that aren’t even sad because you have a soft heart, though you don’t let it show. I think you do things that scare you, and that makes you braver than those adrenaline junkies who bungee-jump off bridges.’