#1022 - three Köln poems

 

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three Köln poems

aubade

lovely light

cathedral in the early blue

clouds to grey come

train under

and the traffic

gull lap

vapour trail

siren somewhere fading

river’s width of cargo

engine for a hum

here beyond the past we are

where day is just become

parked on the wrong side of the river

outside of the old walls

on the noble shore

factory side

where the workers live

the Protestants, the communists

low rent

less cafes, bars, less cinemas

a sort of Siberia -- wild east

the best views are from here

on the bridge of eternal love

Köln

combination locks

hidden inscriptions

occasionally a curse

this is Agrippina’s city

so poison must be expected

who’ll save us?

Messalina’s long gone

they come with bolt cutters

to set all free

before the whole ship sinks

last kaiser horsing it on