23rd Hour, 23rd Psalm

Alfred Lichtenstein, Berlin poet of the Cafe’ des Westens circle, penned that observation on his way to the Front in World War I.  He would have noticed the purple cast of fluorescent lighting or the yellow of streetlights in the Berlin of 1969-71, had he survived the Great War.  Soldiers of the Allied forces in … Continue reading 23rd Hour, 23rd Psalm