Unheimlich (und) schön

Written word.

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I sit
toes in the sand
eyes ahead
on the shore
of the East River.

I rest
toes in the sand
and the hustle
and the bustle
across the East River.

I watch
people play –

four boys
in sweats and sneakers
head to toe.

a little girl
in the sand
head to toe.

It’s the era
of virtual realities
but the boys are here
to find the perfect rock
and make it skip
on the East River.

Her father points
at the seaplane
and the girl
holds her breath
until it lands
on the East River.

Three boys show one
how to
swing and flip
swing and flip
until the rock skips
four times.

YO, I JUST SKIPPED LIKE FOUR TIMES!

The girl spins around
and runs and wonders
aloud
how a plane goes down
in the water
and survives.

HOW DID IT GO IN THE WATER AND STILL SURVIVE?

I sit and rest
toes in the sand
and watch people play
and watch rocks survive
as they skip on the water
toward Manhattan
across the East River.

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Les voix des jours

Ici
that’s here
that’s where we stand
prêt a brûler
ready to burn
down your borders
the fences in your mind
and wires around your hearts
brûler les frontières
and we hear you say
this isn’t new
this isn’t working
allez!
and you’ll hear us say
this is real
this is all there is
and all there’ll ever be
allez, join us!
because we’re not here
for now but for ever
because we are
les voix des jours.

Mauersegler

Im Halbdunkel des Abends
kann es passieren
dass Mauersegler wissen
wie wenig Menschenaugen sehen.

Im Halbdunkel des Abends
kann es passieren
dass Mauersegler ganz dicht
über Menschenhäupter segeln.

Im Halbdunkel des Abends
kann es passieren
dass die Zeit innehält
und Tag und Nacht beim Tanzen zusieht.

Im Halbdunkel des Abends
tanzen Tag und Nacht wie Mauersegler
umeinander herum bis
Menschenaugen müde werden.

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