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Montag, 24. Juli 2017

Rising




On a Sunday morning short after seven
nightly thunderstorm still left shuddering the wet leaves of the cherry tree 
foggy swath flow down the mountains slopes through the absence of sounds






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Sonntagmorgen kurz nach Sieben.
Die nassen Blätter des Kirschbaums 
schaudern noch von nächtliche Gewittern

Neblige Schwaden fliessen 
durch die Abwesenheit von Geräuschen 
über die Berghänge 

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Montag, 22. Mai 2017

Nursing

The end of the parents' house 

Morgen fahre ich meine Mutter zum ersten Mal im Altenheim besuchen:

She goes to the nursing home
`m sitting here
between the end of work
and to start to go home
to go to a strange home
the left hand with a glas of whisky
the right one on the keyboard
thinking … dreaming



Luzern, 19. Mai 2017