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...

One day

one day you will move cities and we won’t know each other well enough for you to tell me one day you will encounter me in the streets with a young child and be saddened that you didn�t know I’d had her. One day I will drive past some street that...