Baltic Sea Philosophy

from almost the first moment it was kant heide­g­ger nietzche deleuze fou­cault you-name-it we name-dropped it, argued over rel­ev­ance and chal­lenged each other to define terms, over beer, over vodka, in the dank cabin, in the smoke filled bar, under the...

bath scene {for niels biehl, who ran the bath}

I am heat and sap-riddled slug­gish pulse through skinsack, breath comes shal­low, slow there is steam­heat in my drumthrob chest, water­heat on my sweatbrow feet hung limpid over tub-edge taking in air like a dog’s tongue. the ocean­foam is like skyclouds...

Toledo, 1492

so, take this key. we are leav­ing tomorrow. they say: sell everything. they say: there is nothing here for you any­more, noth­ing but death. i am stub­born. they will not have this house. i was born in this house, its enclos­ures were my...

Fugaz

rooftop shoot­ing stars the warm cream /yellow glow of lights from sur­round­ing houses the voices on the hot air occa­sional breezes talk of the left and power and language and words fall­ing in amongst light and smoke wine and gazpacho, laughter...

Ciudad de las Tres Culturas

your old stones cobbled alleyways whis­per under my feet of turbaned men hur­ry­ing to mosques women in the markets buying candles for sabbath blood and screams in your dun­geons too, wars: this har­mony was hard won. your old bones quiet deep...