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Field Trip Poetry Psychogeography

Berlin dérive – Tiergarten

Walter Benjamin Platz - sign

Not to find one’s way around a city does not mean much. But to lose one’s way in a city, as one loses one’s way in a forest, requires some schooling.

Walter Benjamin

awaken
to the spooling thread
of a blackbird’s raga
gravity loosens and
Berlin floats – just a little

just off the Ku’damm
a corporate glass palace
with outdoor aviary
squawks and fireworks of
green and red, caged
and displayed as trophies.

did the birds
of East and West
sing different songs?
can walls ever
constrain the birds?

that moment when
subterranean shackles
are shattered and
the S-Bahn explodes
into light.

drifting back from
the bauhaus-archiv
having just read
of the stormtroopers
arriving on 11th April 1933

the bauhaus is closed
but minds and ideas
continue to expand

Tiergarten

Under the gaze of the golden angel

Golden Else

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IGraffiti Bunker

In the old hunting forest
under the gaze of
the golden angel
quiet stillness
mute graffiti bunker

I could be the last
person on earth

II

footprints in
the children’s sandbox
a trace of presence
a presence of absence

IIIIlluminating the darkness

the open-air museum
of street lamps

a chronology of gas
technology and progress

a timeline

illuminating a history
of human darkness.

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IV

her skull shatteredRosa Luxemburg
and a bullet in the head
Rosa sinks under
the dark water of the
Landwehr canal
her flickering flame
snuffed out

distant sparks kindle…

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VChionodoxa

blue stars are pushing through
but today huddle for warmth

blackbirds, finches,
and a leering zoo
hyena for company.

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Now playing: Einstürzende Neubauten  – Strategies Against Architecture III (1991 – 2001).

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Poetry

Poem for Ralph Rumney

(Edit: may not format correctly on a smartphone).

Poor Pegeen                                                Rumney

                              on                             the

                    r—————U—————n                                             Peggy

Guggenheim…………………………………. in…………    purrr………………..   s….u…i..t

                        He

c#h#e#c#k#s

in with Guattari

at  La Borde

a fellow patient and former welder

breaks Rumney’s 2CV into

p         ie

c

es

to make a sculpure

“Something I thought was rather brilliant. I appreciated that very much” (1)

Reference:

(1). Ralph Rumney, (2002), The Consul,  (San Francisco: City Light Books), p. 96.

Now playing:  Ambarchi and Brinkmann – The Mortimer Trap*