This time, it’s the dunes, not the plains,my quasi-desert:pine trees and shrubs over– pale, yellowish-brown – sand; it’s a thin veil of clouds, not the dustthat shrouds the skies in haze. The road looks flatbut I keep slowing and slowinguntil I’m moving in a frozen frame,fleeing winter,as if I could ever outrun my loss. […]
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Laments from the Road, Part 2 – Carrión de los Condes
The plains are silent as we cycle through them,and it’s almost a desert: the endless, barren fields – harvested or burnt out – are the same pale, yellowish-brown as the old, quiet stones of the occasional (old, quiet) village we cross; the sun’s beating down on us as if it were August instead of October; the […]
Laments from the Road, Part 1 – Biarritz
The Sun has set: now stay,and watch the darkness fall.
casus impossibilis
He looked at me, and said, „so there’s still someone who smiles under the rain!” There was water everywhere: the rain falling from above, the high tide all around – so the dark sea embraced me. It’s winter now, and I don’t think I could be any further away – but there’s still someone who smiles […]
III.
Shatter my stillness let the colours run loose in my veins razor-sharp and burning, blinding liquid light Shatter my stillness – if you can let me lose my self let me simply be the moment confuse directions altogether see how my bones turn into glass see my colours twinkle through them hear their screeching sound […]
II.
At times, as I look into the mirror I see you in my own eyes. Just a sparkle, that has never been there before. Yet at times, as I look into the mirror I see nothing but emptiness grown a bit greater again. At times, as I walk beneath the wind-blown clouds I feel the […]
I.
At first, it was your presence – for all that you were so far away – a presence of all that we shared in the winds and in the rain in the completeness I lived in every moment without yearning or regret in my very smiles, even. And still: still I’m as content as can […]
La fuga genovese
I left – to get as far as I may I also had to come back to believe that even if I disappear the town stays anchored. You left – to get as far as you may / there was a time when you also had to come back / to show that it is […]
Birds of Babylon
„Thou didst love the brilliant Allalu bird But thou didst smite him and break his wing; He stands in the woods and cries „O my wing”.” (Gilgamesh to Ishtar) Since then, I hear them all. The flutter of frightened wings in the trills of flute and zither. (my own wings, though nonexistent, shiver in […]
Babel silence
Dear Reader, the following is a re-telling of the story of Babel. I quote the original story from the Bible (King James” Bible, quotes in italics), but, though I do not mean any disrespect, I do treat it as a literary source and not as a holy text. It is said that in the beginning […]