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  • be emkindu

    be emkindube cainbe the farmer whose offering is declinedoffer tammuzoffer ableoffer the shepherd of antwerphis meadow is the altarhis lambs are the sacrifice

  • let a lesser habsburg softened

    let a lesser habsburg softened by the memory of nora’s beauty sighlose sleep daydream bankwith an absent mind lose fortunesgive him that stallion raisedin your father’s stablethat one you rodeinto wittenberg let him saddleride to the low countries to searchto find nora to be soft eyedto a faster meltingsoft voiced into a liquidlet him be…

  • on the warm days of summers past

    on the warm days of summers pastand on the warm days in the hope for many summers to comemy crutch is leftin my chamber and i strollalmost old to market square to buy a pound of wheatnow on this cold and winter day i agemy marrows ache and the meetings of my bones paini lean…

  • the status of the royal blood of rome

    the status of the royal blood of romethat of professor of divinity at wittenbergof pastor at the stadtkircke st marienpray pray that i leave the dignity of all i’ve beenon the corpse when i departthis body in the chamber where i’ve livedlived for so long that everyone here calls ithoratio’s chamber when iexit from this…

  • the eyelid of blind heaven

    the eyelid of blind heaven pulled back from the eye’s winter squint at dawnfrom the horizon to the eastto the west the sky is eye white to the northto the south look up for the german blue irisfar as your eye seesthere’s bone white cloudlook up for the coal blackpupil that’s caught sunfirethe sky’s all…

  • prove the man in the moon’s

    prove the man in the moon’sthumb and his finger that pointsat the sleeper’s eye pinchthe cabbage leaf edge of the eyelid argue that he pulls the eyelid up the forehead of a cabbage pulls the waker’s closedeye open to a widened squintconclude the caterpillarbrain in the head of cabbage seesa line of fire across the…

  • blame the man in the moon

    blame the man in the moonwith your finger flippages and turn the days of the calendar whilehe prepares to bury his face inthe dessau you don’t seeyou can’t see jerusalemyou can’t see what you pray to or whohis thumb with his pointer he peelsthe eyelid back from the crack of dawn

  • the closed eye of the blinded

    the closed eye of the blindedcyclops drowsy as a lotus eater opensa narrow slit across the eastern foreheada crack of fire across the night black bonewake uphere inside the monster’s skull it dawns

  • late winter

    late winterthe night that lives these months with meat dusk it beganto return through gaps between timbersthrough cracks in the mudded wallsi began to shiver like an aging manfaded to blindearly summerthe day that’s cometo live these months with me i wanted her to be my lover warm and radianti wanted to ask if she’dclosed…

  • the candelabra

    the candelabrathat’s always on the table whereby goose featherby the changes from the daylight to the lighting of the candles you writethe changes from the greek to the germanwrite by candlelightfor every table in the empirefor the light of every candlea bible