THE TRAVELLER’s HAPPINESS
AMERICA. TRIP NO 4
SPIRITUALITY AS THE ANTITHESIS OF INTELLECTUALITY
Mathura (Margus Lattik)
HARRY PYE'S POSTCARD FROM LONDON
DOSHI’S “SANGATH” IN AHMEDABAD
YOUR OWN ROOM AND AN ETERNAL SUMMER
Epifanio no. 4 is colorful like a colour-dyed shirt. It’s a little wrinkled and stained, but at the same time pleasantly in order. Just like in the last number, a theme threading everything together is missing. Mehis Heinsaar writes about the traveller’s happiness, which flies as a holy spirit through Estonia stopping from time to time in different creatures. Weather critic Nato Snow talks this time about some aspects of the life in the world. Vilen Künnapu describes his fourth trip to the United States, the most important stopping points being Philadelphia and New York. Mathura discusses, why spirituality and intellectuality run predominately along different lines. Marje Essenson and Karin Bachmann talk about the book of dreams of the people in Estonia being prepared, with a hope of a contribution from you, dear reader. Rael Artel writes about her conception-focused gallery in Pärnu and Tartu. Mari Laaniste enlightens us with her huge collection of Japanese puppets finished in China, which is supplemented greatly at the beginning of summer. Mihkel Kleis gives an overview of a phenomenon with the name of „outsiders in music”. Udo Kultermann writes about Sangath – the arching office building in Ahmedabad the Indian architect Doshi planned for himself. Toivo Tammik informs the reader about haciendas – Mexican estates, which often were the size of small countries.
The topping on the cake are opinions of Mexican sage Epifanio Ramirez by Kristi Pääsuke, Piret Rass, Ivar Virkus, and Vilen Künnapu. He is the man behind the name of the newspaper.
What can be said in conclusion? I will leave the final word to the essential poet Andrus Elbing of the Tallinn Prison, from whom we have the following poem:
A poem wouldn’t be a poem
if it wasn’t a poem.
is the innovation of spirit,
the soul’s dimensions magnified,
the tuning of the heart – to the universe’s notes.
A poem, it’s a small part of the universe,
which the poet puts in words.
A poet wouldn’t be a poet,
if he wasn’t a poet.
is the innovator of spirit,
a magnifier of the soul’s dimensions,
a tuner of the heart – to the universe’s notes.
The poet must fit
a small part of the universe in his heart.
August Künnapu / editor
Drawing: Jamie Dyson