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;