Wednesday, July 28, 2010


"Deutschland? Aber wo liegt es? Ich weiss das Land nicht
zu finden,
wo das gelehrte beginnt, hört das politische auf"-Friedrich von Schiller

Seven hours later
The land I can never find
Slumber of the density
The street I can't recognize

Elsewhere I went
It ain't but a grave
The asphalt of sunlight
It ain't a creek, or a volcano

The morning whites wash away
In the earliest hours of heyday
The lucid dreams of hesper
They are cast off as the stranger

I read from a postcard
Over snow of an older winter
"There is only one village in the island.
A second village, was lost to the sea in 1736."

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