Deutschland Sommer 2008
to Detlef
I
In a moment of doing,
the anxiety
of not doing
arrests
a dangerous
and restless sigh.
II
Chaos balances
a guilty respite
beneath lacquered trees,
forged out of gray
stones
on an estate
in Frankfurt.
Porsches parked
placidly
under linden trees
await the patrons
of the sculpture garden.
Deutschland defeats Portugal
in a solid press
against the goal,
unexpected by the Latins
with their vibrant stance.
Turkey awaits their turn.
III
Dynamic chaos
as quality
espouses darkness,
while a static embrace
affects the old regime
years before the Chancellor.
Bismarck creates a social order,
which challenges the Victorians.
IV
The white rose stands
against the stones
of the Mariensplatz,
while rain
falls on Bogenhausen
greening the oily boots
with slime.
The waitress in the dirndl
howls like a wolf
and for the first time
the sign of the wolf-girl
appears as a sigil
in the sky.
V
awaits the return
of Celan’s bane
and Grass
twists
history’s verdict
with slick
refusals.
VI
Balance
as theme
resides
in most dreams;
its images
speak real
words
in existence’s fantasy.
VII
Parker Posey
told me
in a dream
to read Pirsig’s Lila
and I did,
thus the flow
from the center
toward the surface
forces me to ford
the unconscious
stream
that wets
my leg.
VIII
The museum
featured the myth
of Marsyas,
an old theme,
that reminds me
the puer
reeks of dynamic
quality,
while the Senex
sinks
into static mud
and stinks like
a sty
before it hardens
into rock
that forms
the base for all launches
into primal space.
IX
Static quality
traps wolf-girls
in a singular,
sinister madness.
Dynamic quality
points
like an iron-tipped
arrow
shot forward
into the hollow blackness
of the universe.
X
To proceed forward
we must grasp
dangerous toys
like a child.
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