copyright: Astrid, August 6, 2006. Poetry. Photography Igor Polk.
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3.8.2006
HomesickI am homesick for the land I am willing to remember I am homesick for the place that was full of laughter I am homesick for the eyes and the look in them I am homesick for the stories Listening while wrapped in a blanket Listening to the story of Jesus I am homesick for listening I am homesick for TV I am homesick I am homesick for the time I am homesick for the time I am homesick for the time I am homesick for the time |
19.7.2006
He says, she says“Hello, do you remember me?” |
Fragments(Questions of a woman in the middle of summer ) When you dance, you use another set of senses. “Do you want to feel like a guest in your life forever?” he asked her after he returned. In the station kiosk in Ginza I was sold a bottle of mineral water.
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26.7.2006
PrologueFrom “A Satire against Reason and Mankind” by John Wilmot, Lord Rochester His wisdom did his happiness destroy |
27.7.2006
The cinnamon rabbitIn the darkness you can see something move |
28.9.2006
TurkiyeTurkey, I fell into your lap |
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