Viivi Luik, The Beauty of History


“In the name of accuracy, it should be said that similar awkward prayers are rising today by the thousand, whole flocks of them, into the night sky of eastern Europe. They drift over cranes, telephone wires and sandpits like sheets of paper torn out of personal files. Where they disappear to, who takes charge of them, not a living soul can know.”

Viivi Luik, The Beauty of History

(translated from Estonian by Hildi Hawkins)

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