The Floating Life, 1979

Little Trickling Stream

Imagine
being transformed
from block of ice to stream.

Imagine
being able to sing
and be heard
underground.

Imagine
being able to make your way
so beautifully
everywhere.

Translation: Susanna Nied

Brook Song

slipping  slipping  narrow
swirling  bubbling  warm
running  leaping  broad
yielding  giving
raging  rolling
yearning  seducing
senses’ senses’ song,
chuckling

Translation: Susanna Nied

Psychic Material

In secret I worship
a rough statue of
weakness.

By feeling carefully
I touch the edge of
a tender spot
always present
in a hidden fragility.

Translation: Susanna Nied