Kito Lorenc tells the Sorbian story in his poems, where specific historical knowledge has transformed into something universal, an intuition. And this intuition, in poetic form, meaning: the way of the poem, again translates into images, into sounds, and thus becomes presence, different from the representations of even the most vibrant historians. What is different? How is it different? No answer, no explanation. None is needed or required before, with, or after such poems. They are, plain and simple, something else, just as in the narratives of Adalbert Stifter it is every time plain and simple, without commentary, without ifs and buts, that is: 'This is (was, will be) something else.' Peter Handke.