Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Travel notes

Like a vertical
small town, an office building
comes slowly awake.


We travel through fog
in the way that one lives through
time: in a bubble

of permanent present tense,
of absolute here-and-now.

The destination
we know in general terms
(on the one hand Death,

on the other Düsseldorf)
but the details are unknown.

On a clear day we
can see the road ahead, and
think life just the same,

a clearly laid-out path; with
care we can avoid those rocks.


I'm in pretty good
shape considering that I
only slept three hours.


Factory ruin,
the name "von Aschenbach" is
oddly apposite:

jobs were globalized to a
factory named "Tadeusz."


Dinner in the old
town: Wiener Schnitzel, Salat
und Bratkartoffel

Sometimes I just feel the need
for fat, salt, and a glass of beer.

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Blogger zhoen said...


January 17, 2007 at 1:06:00 a.m. GMT+1  
Blogger brooksba said...

The simple pleasures of life - fat, salt, and a glass of beer. I liked this post.

January 18, 2007 at 9:17:00 a.m. GMT+1  

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