Dům U Orobinců

Poetry can be found anywhere, they say. In anecdotes, fairy tales, stories, games, confessions, and prayers. Things are humorous when they are true. Krystyník is true, performative, and plays seriously. He narrates and sings lyrically. He returns to the rhetorical tradition of antiquity, wandering like a troubadour. The book is just a springboard for encounters. A souvenir. A memory that he passes on when he leaves... Don't judge, just let yourself be carried away. Encounter details. Capture silence perfectly. And what is it all for? So that we cannot return.