Born in the echoes of Romania's revolution, a time when the nation was still mending its wounds, I found solace and wonder within the pages of books. In our modest studio, surrounded by the remnants of a communist era, I stumbled upon a world of words, a universe waiting to be explored. With a child's curiosity, I delved into the unknown, arranging our family's collection in a small, personal library.

In an age devoid of internet and the convenience of Google, the local library became my sanctuary. There, I discovered tales of love and history, igniting a fervent passion for writing. My teacher, Costin Mioara, nurtured this flame, guiding me into an uncharted paradise of words.

Today, I bring forth the echoes of that young dreamer, shaped by the trials of the past, into the vibrant tapestry of Kospoetry.