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PĒTERS BRŪVERIS – LICHENBEARD
(Born 24.04.1957 – Died 07.2011)

That is how we, the Nature Concerthall team, refer to him. The name comes from the story that Pēters himself wove for the Graphis scripta event in 2009. His was the story of a poet, Lichenbeard, who left markings on the trunks of alder, maple, and hazelnut trees, which, over the years, were covered in strange patterns.

Pēters’ poetry was not the craving of a lonely poet seeking solace. He was able to listen to and harmonise with people and nature. Within this symbiosis, a language evolved—a language that would never again be alone. He was a translator of nature, transforming it into a language people could understand.

From the very beginning of Nature Concerthall, Pēters Brūveris established nature’s literature for the event. He gave it content, finding inspiration by speaking and listening to scientists, musicians, and nature itself. Pēters showed us the connection that unites us all in a shared thought. It was a new story, a new poem, that charged Nature Concerthall with a creative form of expression never seen or heard before—a symbiosis of the pragmatic and emotional worlds.

Although Pēters Brūveris—Lichenbeard has left this world, he is present in every Nature Concerthall event to this day. He pushes the clouds and inspires his pupils to continue the work he began. Pēters could infuse both screams and love into his poetry as he read (or perhaps lived?) it. There was no in-between!

He was translated by Lithuanians, he translated Turkish poets himself, and he always loved his native Latvian language, marvelling at how it had survived the tests of time and the influence of so many different cultures. We believe that even now, with a kind-hearted and humorous sneer, he continues to be in awe of it all.