Description: Two people who once loved each other are now miles apart. Tender memories that have been dusted off are gradually awakened in fourteen letters exchanged. From the windy nights of late spring to the break of dawn when the scent of wood-scented flowers dives in through the open window; from the rainy sunsets to the moonlight of the cold, harsh early spring. Language is, most of the time, a substance invisible to the eye and inaudible to the ear, only penetrating the mind in silence. Typewriters, balls of wool, hand-drawn insect stamps, Thoreau's pencils, Pavlov's dogs, swan boats, Anne's Diary, portraits of the future, forests of language, swaddling clothes for babies, cosmic observatories ...... Where will you find the secrets of grief?
