KRISTINA LANG'S LETTERS & POEMS

In my last article, I wrote about Croatia's selection for the Eurovision Song Contest 2023. This surprising song reflects the sick and...

A Croatian friend from Cambridge recently suggested I listen to the song that will represent Croatia at this year's Eurovision Song...

When I decided to read Prince Harry's confession published in his book Spare, I knew that I would write about this topic. Now that I have...

Do not trust me when I say I miss you, As I miss the warm, turquoise Adriatic Sea. I play with words as the wind plays with trees, And my...

English translation On roads where there is no you, light breaks. I remember you often, but even time flies without us. Life is a magical...

I started writing my blog sometime in the early spring of 2020 during the general lockdown in the UK, and the world in general, caused by...

It is the middle of January, the weather is cold and gloomy, and our children, who are no longer children, are returning to their student...

English translation/Engleski prijevod I will wait for you dear on the sunny side, While winters come and go through us. I will grow old...

In my heart flourish some yellow flowers, While winters and rain are passing near us. I think of you even as days are short and dark, And...

I already wrote once that I was raised in an atheist family and that Christmas was not celebrated when I was growing up. But I don't feel...

A few days ago, I was a participant in a symposium organized in honour of my first mentor in England, Professor Sir Tom Blundell. The...

In my opinion, the World Cup is about love, deep and inviolable love, and a sense of belonging to one's country and one's people. My...

This year's World Cup somehow did not impress me very much. My brother tried to get me interested, but until today I was quite...

Autumn fogs feel like home, I find calm and longing within them. The loneliness with us - you are not far away. It leads me wistfully,...

For my first interview, I asked my long-time friend, Sanja Perić, whom I have been friends with since my earliest childhood. Sanja is a...

Why I can imagine your lips on my skin, And your long fingers intertwined around my waist? This autumn once again didn’t bring me peace,...

In one of my previous articles, I wrote that my friend Helena was the first British woman I loved as a friend. But there was one before...

English translation My name is Karla, My life is easy I sing, run, and dance While waiting for my train. Call me Karla While I play chess...

Last weekend I hosted two friends, Helena and Frank. When, 17 years ago, I applied for a job in the group of a top world scientist, and...

What can we do with our dreams, Have you ever asked your wild soul? In our lives the autumn is not as mild as it seems Let me be yours,...