Return me to your arms of all Those lakes and leaves, Gingerbread confections to worship. Pest a conjoined frontier Labyrinth of hollow victories for red states. Let me drink your unfriendly glares And the steady beat of Pannonian curses, until … Continue reading Magyarország
Baden by Vienna Whoever’s homeless now, will build no shelter; who lives alone will live indefinitely so, Rainer Maria Rilke It’s the sort of day that starts with a sparkling sunshine that is overwhelmed by a mass of clouds that … Continue reading 3 Gardens, 3 chapels
Rosalia stands at the edge of the water her dress a perplexed shadow of the sky. Unsure if she sees the duckling hiding As together we hear the swimmers’ who cry. Impossible blue and the water so cool a match … Continue reading Rosalia 2
Rosalia waits at the corner A puzzlement of blue, to hide In the beeches, and I don’t know If she sees the ducklings hiding Her days are numbered, her beauty Enough to drive film across inches Ran from the crowds … Continue reading Rosalia
Drank sour water from stones that wept while in the trees a memory lay A churchyard crept, unhinged in the light we walked to a purple moment Cholera and rings of gold, Fallen like swallows in the boughs of ruined … Continue reading Smoke and Wine
I wandered beyond the reach of the day after yesterday Found cherries wild by the river and a man who twitched with regret Needed time and received it squandered nothing and still felt the pang of how the glaciers retreated … Continue reading The Day after Yesterday
This fractured earth is a caramel deconstruction Fated to rise beyond the kiss you gave Turn into crisp fragments of reminiscenceSome days we cannot feel the ground at our feet for laughing Feel to the sky Walked sightless into cathedrals Continue reading Fractured Earth
A confidential acre of mud and turmoil below the place where water flows above ground, sheltered to a city that sometimes feels ancient We walked underground there, in a closure to avoid the absence of cars Saw the scale of … Continue reading Images and Names
Few of these Empires and too many of these rivers are content a train rose to a state of loss, faster and faster the labels of travel passed. Lost the hours, lost the way to my doorway, lost the falling … Continue reading From Ljubljana to Bled
We walked on frozen lava, waded into molten snowflakes, living as though we would die at any minute. Brushed our fingers sensuously in an affair with Alpine lawns, tasted the sunlight and ocean captured into solid matter. Feel silent in … Continue reading Grew Tired, Could not Sleep
She held his hand, and everything was a puzzle, fingers intertwined, the spaces where there was no air was filled with rain drops, the grass reduced to a kind of living grouting between the mosaic of leaves. He held on … Continue reading Mosaic
June 2013 in Vienna, and the Karlskirche rises in front of us, stretching some 70m above into the cloud streaked morning sky. Facing it stands a large elegant tree, encircled by wooden benches whose green paint is flaking away in … Continue reading The World Coming to Life
We are not certain – we never seem to be these days. Somewhere in the measure of time between adolescence and adulthood all that brash self-confidence ebbed away and we longed to be the thing we always railed against – … Continue reading Advice for the Dying
The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of Heaven, In the broad day-light Percy Bysshe Shelley There’s this moment where the plane is coming in low enough and we break through the blanket of clouds and … Continue reading Descent
We stopped in Ljubljana on our way to our next honeymoon destination, and the revelation of barely knowing a place existed and 15 minutes later falling in love with it totally is something I want to keep forever. We sat … Continue reading Ljubljana
Blaze of Obscurity 