A Tower Moment: a poem to accompany Ludovico Einaudi’s “The Tower”
The rustling carillon of incertitude Spills its sugar Like the warmest wind reverse Blows
flight
Chilling in Tempelhof
Here I am chilling, perched on top of a magenta pole, at the edge of
Flying over Humboldthain, fragment #1
Today I flew over whatever is left of that neutral zone that was once set