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From: The Countess from Mineapolis
4 | Thinking of You Prokofief


The steam settled into the atmosphere

steam in atmosphere

it was cold; so the steam did not move

it became lonely as a field of daffodils

on the earth we kept looking up
on the horizon there was admiration

those waltzes.

And the ivory of our lids felt vaporous
as if crevices were gained in the shell
where our eyes kept their hoods

Thinking of you Prokofief

that tricky snow outside makes a steam indoors
and the china tea we brew keeps us quick

as Prokofief

whose doors slam.

Steam never lessens its latitude

in the sky

like Prokofief

while many cars creep over the bridge sweating
finally equipped

with their Mahler treads.

Aus: Fallschirme, Geliebter. Ausgewählte Gedichte. luxbooks, 2008
Original: Collected Poems. Ed. by H. H. Guest. Wesleyan University Press, 2008

Barbara Guest    29.12.2008

Barbara Guest