Monday, September 7, 2009

Vertigo dream (9/7/9).

Gerhard Richter Zwei Liebessare (German recent)

How silly it felt to climb the taller,
More daunting tower,
Having fought the guard and left him down--lungs
Only to see the peculiarity there
And look across--
It was the other one:

The unguarded one,
With no staircase
To the top--

The rich recipient
Of moonlight,
It eschews the climber,
Stranding him in a place commonly reserved for the cowardly,
Its shadow.

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