forest pond the larches’ yellow pulse

carrying Neo Rauch's Homecoming home

the father   the son   the road  nothing but desolation

in the archipelago they listen to the break of dawn

detect a future at the edge of our words

with modesty while journeying through the Tao

Fluxus concert—anticipate the first beat of the beat

and talks... talks... about climate protection

prepare the brightest room for the foster child

on a gentle swell these disembodied days

ritual of forgiveness we hold hands

leaves fall during the tea ceremony

HS 1;3;5;8;10;12
RL 2;4;6;7;9;11;