Poetry is an attempt to navigate a coordinate system, to repair this world, to entrust it with one's child. A child born in Germany when the war began, now four years old, the same age as the war. The world through the eyes of three women writing poetry.

Part documentary, part mockumentary, the film tells the story of a young artist, her boyfriend, and her parents who don't always understand her. Art is useless and inexplicable. But anyway, does society need an artist?

On his birthday, friends and colleagues come to the writer's country house. It seems that they are gathering there for the last time, because soon the house will be demolished, because a new highway will pass through the site. The route project is posted on the Internet, you can even see a schematically marked house where famous writers used to gather until recently. Months of waiting drag on, somewhere in the field, construction is going on with might and main nearby. But there is also the life of a writer's family, which is going to adopt a child. And the wife, also a writer, is seized with confusion. But the writer continues to work even when the electricity is turned off, warming himself by the stove. After all, literature is born from life.