Sul Campo Del Mare - Vilenica

V2-2010.PM5996/13/100, 12:13 PMLudwig HartingerThe Minnow’s Wordin the depths of memorywindows beyond experiencethe nearness of languagea hand’s invisible touchthe Sea of Stones drankdark clouds all day whitetrails through sky clearingsand a voice’s echo in the eyesthe reed also needs therain night conceals lostwords on a balconythe first white butterflythe willow divined for youat the steps the splash of a waveevery change you feelhas its own night(hide the day under a white hood.)a May cricket chirped all night in the first cut grassseven solitary benchespersimmons on Godot’stree paper lanternsin the ringing twilightKarst you are the stone windowof inscapes red soil of bitterdreams a solitary wella stone wreath of wordsKarst ear can you hearthe wave beneath my stepsthe shore’s azure songin the embrace of the windzephyr spring zephyrdeepest memory of pathssun in birch brancheslighten your stepI breathe dreams into your dayand at night dawn in your heart99