Exciting! Furious! Stunning! The preparations for the Rock Concert of Words include quite a few measures: soaking up plenty of sun, stirring Spundekäse, and chilling refreshments of all kinds with ice. After all, it's about everything, even the poet's crown.

Words cannot be prevented, whether as tattoos, scribbled on the wallpaper, shouted against the storm, whispered in an ear, painted on banners, or illustrated in a poetry album. Words want to be Open Air, and poets are denser than expected.

The stage trembles. The microphone dangles loosely. Only original texts are allowed, and the presentation time is 7 minutes. The winners of the monthly slams from the theater kuenstlerhaus43 in the Palasthotel compete in the contest of words. Live music is guaranteed.

At the Open Air Poetry Slam on June 25, it's about the Golden Sonni and a place in the poet's Olympics. Creative texts, pure performance, and authenticity count. A professional jury decides on victory or defeat.

The organizers from the theater kuenstlerhaus43 in the Palasthotel promise a cultural atmosphere with the cooing of doves, chirping of crickets, and the scent of Rheingau wines.

When Goethe stayed at Burg Sonnenberg in 1814, he missed only one thing: the Open Air Poetry Slam and his buddy Schiller.