by Ali Znaidi
because Wasser ist auch eine Muse
because Wasser ist auch ein Körper, fathomless
experimenting w/ water is such a tempting experience
akin to experimenting w/ Sapphic stanzas, (though
difficult)
loquacious ripples in the swimming pool
rinse our body limitations/
wet papers sip watery ink (mythology inhaled
to the marrow)
but how tiresome to decipher that message
written in eldritch emoticons by a one-eyed pirate
centuries ago
but what you consider a hieroglyph is not a hieroglyph,
but clairvoyance
& as the murmurs of water lick your weary ears,
it becomes evident that what you are hearing are not
murmurs, but Sappho’s sheer melodies, bewitching
& when you sweat, Sappho’s feeble breeze will be
a ventilator for your overheated brain’s hard disk
so don’t worry & just continue your ruminations through
the three-dimensional water’s pr[isms],
& what is poetry if not swaying words struggling through
the drunken oceans
there is a thought, and then it is adrift, and then it is adrift
||depth in the form of a surface||
& because the sole foe of poetry is the anchor
||the intake of water = the ecstasy of poetry||
& because water touches everything, & because
each sip is a sap/ it is why we like to sop our tongues into it,
suckling on the swimming words clutching at Sappho’s
wet hair
a drop of water/an imaginative flake/a mantle for dreams
there is imagination in a ripple/trying to regain its lost
rhetoric like a little hummingbird at the edge of a lake
dipping its beak into the heart of the unknown =
trembling undulations of the water continuum/
undulations of the palpitating heart
water is a bearer of everything, especially the unknown
& because this everything is a redundancy
nobody is aware of it & redundancy is a sin, except
the discovery of what is latent between the waves
while sweat grains are oozing more and more
from the pores—a discovery fever
& wisdom is dripping (drop by drop)
from Sappho’s wet hair—eloquent lines w/out words
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