Kathinka
I came to this place after
your sojourn: your presence
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peace, beauty, and goodness. don't we all wish, perhaps unawares, for all of these? And i'll add one: money! My words vanish..............but it really isn't so! i see more words. the poem is a little high-class for bri, but bri liked it anyway. the title and first word (Kathinka) are a bit too cryptic alsa. have a nice year upcoming. bri :)
Kathinka is a musician I know in Germany. For many years she was close to the avant garde composer Karlheinz Stockhausen whose works we both revere. He wrote many works for Kathinka which I especially love. So the sadness of this poems comes forth from a deep place in both of us..
I like this, Daniel, giving form to memory connected to and summoned by the return to a place. Particularly delightful to me is Grass stalks your footsteps flattened have lifted themselves in anticipation of your return. I imagine Walt would be pleased with this turn of phrase.-Glen