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dinsdag 18 december 2012
vrijdag 27 januari 2012
THE KALININGRAD DEPOSITORY
The Kaliningrad depository
On the Danube , the ferry overturned.
An ancient order of knights,
pooled in water stripes,
found gold won at poker.
The captain abandoned ship
before the passengers.
In the lobby of the Grand Hotel,
Alcuin found gold painted
ice cream flecks,
demolished robes,
atomic secrets hidden
in gold bathroom faucets.
Elder citizens, instigators
of disease retribution,
prosecuted witnesses.
The long knives
on hydrogen foils
crossed villages and streams.
In Kaliningrad
of military intelligence,
the ancient order of knights
established to eradicate
Prussian paganism,
the moral imperative
of the Konigsberg philosophe,
suds, flakes, toys in boxes,
traffic managers, airport scans,
body patdowns, express lines
for preferred customers,
gold nuggets in leather briefcases,
luxury hotels with a view
of night grilles, gold leaf
nourished predicates
shed in war college
power point presentations.
In the corner office
wolves (big?bad?).
In the military base corridor;
black cats (panthers? Mutated snow leopards?)
tromped, joined the owls
in the maintenance closet.
David Stone, USA
19 January 2012
maandag 23 januari 2012
dinsdag 17 januari 2012
RECENT HISTORY POEM
RECENT HISTORY
I paid cash
for the restored
cabin.
Stranded faces
streamed outside,
avoided overstaying
night stories,
swam in winds.
Munched caws
herded cellwelts
in woods.
Owls and weasels
avoided the oil
stream, strummed
winged instruments.
Tagged shoes,
puddles, shovels,
iced lips tangled
in metal links.
The calculations
of recht shifted
in the voice stream.
David Stone, USA
11 January 2012
dinsdag 3 januari 2012
dinsdag 20 december 2011
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