Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Calm vol. 122

I used to be afraid of this statue. It is tall and the facial expression is mean. This was dedicated to a young poet, who is commonly regarded as a herald of Estonian national literature and the founder of modern Estonian poetry. His literary career was cut short by the tuberculosis that killed him at the age of 21. His birthday is celebrated, as an Estonian Mother Tongue Day - 14th of March. I also remember that he used to walk from Riga to Tartu by foot, which is quite a distance.

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