Über diese Geschichte
A collection of poems that trace the arc of a single year — from the frozen silence of January to the amber collapse of December. Intimate, unflinching, and deeply human, Fragments finds the extraordinary hidden in the ordinary.
Chapter One
January
The year begins in silence,
not the silence of empty rooms
but the silence of rooms too full —
of things unsaid, of breath held
against the cold that presses
its flat palm to the window
and waits.
I make a list of what I will become.
By February it is already wrong.
February
Snow erases the garden
the way forgetting erases
a name you once said
in the dark to no one.
I watch the white collect
on the fence posts, each one
capped like a small monument
to something finished.
The radiator ticks.
The coffee cools.
Outside, a bird I cannot name
sits on a wire and does not sing,
and I think: yes. Exactly.
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