Tag Archives: Berlin

Scheggia / Shrapnel

I am very happy to have my poem Scheggia / Shrapnel featured in a web-exclusive for World Literature Today So what did you do with your freedom? A kind of blackout, he said, I did what one does. I anesthetized it. That’s: me. Read more by following the embedded links above

This Broken-Waisted Waltz

Morning through the window, the inner courtyard: no shaft but throat, the space, the pearlflecked light now cotton, now cocooned. Tea. A candle. The same sweater worn for weeks. Radio. Black bread with cheese. The light that comes. The window. The silence. The story here has always been the same: back & forth a wandering […]

Chromatic

Stuck in a yellowed silence then simply stuck one post-catastrophe. Loves, leaves, that which was come apart in between. Colours now darker. Landscape other. Which worlds unsung which ones to come in that expanse the singular bloom: you: committed cadence of undoing. Some afternoons a wash of Flemish light flame-lined they flared across the iron […]