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den Stadtlärm
von den Füßen streifen ...
Duft des Tatami
Haiku heute, 11/2013
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von den Füßen streifen ...
Duft des Tatami
Haiku heute, 11/2013
Sommergras 104, 3/2014
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2013/11/08
photo: Bea Bareis
moving day
Simone K. Busch
Ralf Bröker
through bare branches
a blackbird keeps singing
moving day
new ringtone – Schubert's
shepherd on the rock
woolen jumper
away into his wardrobe
old habits
cedar block's scent
whisking matcha
blue night
in a nursing home
harvest moon
out with my dog
now the torch gives out
***
falling rye
drowned by
John Deere
after the phone call
dough punching
parents’ evening
a slip of paper asks
yes – no – perhaps
split up
a pomegranate
airlines on strike
two men miss
their parade
along gingko alley
a Japanese tune
after-show-party
she talks about controlling
ovulation
i throw a shadow
and watch it creep
best in class
again mates name him
pussyfooter
evening hike
for scream therapy
vine-blossom
tourists taste
local beer
as the glacier calves
my neighbor groans
***
soldiers
at the entrance door
balmy wind
weed hides concrete plates
from 1944
anniversary
the old ones so close
via Skype
Easter walk with
daughter's first friend
snow dances
under streetlights
last unicorn
a Hummer starts carefully
on black ice
roaring fire
in the mountain hut
spirits rise
having drunk her coffee
she takes an aspirin and leaves
Willkomm-Hoeft
a rainmaker
becomes homesick
date at court
ducks observe ducklings
roundabout
next exit
maple moon
amongst wet leaves
parts of lottery tickets
***
misty morning
in my mind's eye
Joy Division
Wendnesday demonstration
aged woman's voices persist
sound truck
after sound truck better times
better times
sunshine dribbles
from Buddha’s nose
pink carpet
under this cherry tree
texting her
soft peal of bells
a brimstone butterfly takes off
LYNX XXVIII, 6/2013
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