Now

31/12/2010

New Year’s Eve, 2010.

This is our moment,
Not for those who came before us,
Not for those who’ll come after us,
But for us, young and beautiful, in Berlin.

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Watching a youth

30/12/2010

He moves through the snow swinging a can
To strike his friend with it. It thumps, dully,
And he kicks his friend in the crotch.
All in all, an excellent day.

Back to work

29/12/2010

The coffee machine rumbles like the death star into life.
The light is harsh. I feel like a bear, driven out of its cave,
Sat at a desk and forced to work. Now I am longing for silk scarves
And music; now I speak German and, teeth-gritted, proof-read.

It’s been like this for a while now: men losing their heads about women
And women watching, watching, watching them. ‘Prove it,’
Everyone sighs, ‘prove it pragmatically.’ And you should do,
Before time’s tidal wave sweeps it all away.

Afternoon there

27/12/2010

I see a wee dog in the snow
Head run white and pausing.
I doubt dogs have riddles in their hearts
Though I have no way to ask.

‘And do you retract your wish
Or do you wish it to be heard?’
‘I do not retract my wish,
I wish my wish to be true.’

Others at Christmas

25/12/2010

Absent friends, and suffering friends,
Those who life has hurt,
I wish you a moment’s respite,
A breather in the heart.

Between the enigmal of arrival
And the departure of restraint, you pray
‘Oh Lord do not be too hard on my heart
Or I think my heart will break.’

Realisation

22/12/2010

The question in the supermarket was if we’d have chosen to live.
Doc picked the vegetables; ‘Probably, yes,’ he said.
‘Because it’s always been funny, interesting and strange.’
Meanwhile as I chose the wine I thought, ‘Maybe we did.’

Falling asleep

21/12/2010

Head like a seaside pier
Faint music playing in the air
Over currents of faint winds
Before the blackened sea.