Travelled to Dresden recently.
A city of 800 years - and too many bombs in 1945.
Same streets, same sky some 60 years later.
A city like a sad, aching creature.
Grow, shrink, get burned, torn down.
Breathe and die.
May get some new life in the shadow of the past.
People long gone. Bricks still there.
Some new urban fabric coming up
between old houses and another generation.
Dresden's heart is still a strange place.
