While The Window Was Open

While The Window Was Open

13.35 GEL

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„I write in the language of Molière, because I love French as deeply as one can love a mother, a man, a country, a religion. The same goes for Georgian, my mother tongue. I am passionately in love with both languages. I capture a word, a sentence, a thought, an emotion, a memory, a dream… like shooting stars. From these materials, I build my poems. Yes, it is truly a form of construction. I am the guardian of shooting stars“, – Khatuna Mzarelua