Is
God is
The earth is
The lecture is in the auditorium
The man is from Swabia
The cup is of silver
The
peasant
is
in
the
fields
The book is mine
He is dead
Red is the port side
In Russia there is famine
The enemy is in retreat
The vine disease is in the vineyards
The dog is in the garden
‘Over
all
the
peaks
Is peace’
Found poem: Heidegger M, Introduction to Metaphysics, Yale Nota Bene, 2000
Thunder
Deep in prattle we’re caught off guard, pianos of our bodies pink buds on the note.
You pull knees to your breasts, statue, and we are assigned to widely separated mountains –
diminished, augmented, listening.
Light has changed so we should pass torches,
speak Greek: phusis, its flower smoking;; ousia, old walls sounding;
keraunos, apophainesthai
Sword of light at the window and we are lit, skin of the house answering.