Fanny

Lorenz

Fanny,I remember ,

you played to cello

Prenzlauer strasse,

drawing on the snow

an arpeggio of melancholy...

Berlin no longer slept 

 in the breath of its madness...

Fanny,your pale porcelain eyes 

lost in a past  still alive 

where dreams sold memories of stone .

I was listening to this wall and night melody 

of angels flying on the rooftrops... 

Requiem for old Germany 

or a new world concerto ?

 The cello like a body 

between your slender legs

that a light wind of freedom

discreetely uncovered ...

 Fanny,the dust of time 

mingled with your blond hair

like warm harvests 

drawing to a close ...

It was still winter in Kreuzberg .

We've been waiting for spring,

running after hope 

in the mouth of a burning crater ,

when giants took possession of the void...

  Beware ! no more borders ...

Fanny, I knew ,you were only in love

with the chords of rain   

and equivocal  emotions .

Fleeting beauty in the ephemera .

A scorching night in Charlottenburg

a sex pistol put a safety pin 

 on your breast 

and hung the cello in the cupboard ...

 Fanny,I remember ,

 you were improvising 

a fugue for the passing clouds ,

 25 years ago  ...Tragic adagio .

   Fanny,do you have a child ,

playing in the streets of berlin

 or on saturne's lunatic moons ?

   Our impromptu ...

   

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 20th, 2025 09:12
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  • sorenbarrett

    Subliminal references to many classic's books and music. Nice work.

    • Lorenz

      I've been trying to recover the memory of this post-wall Berlin !

    • ChrisLyn🕊

      Nice one

    • Lorenz

      Angel somewhere under the clouds ...

    • Ellen Marsell

      A touching piece that combines sensuality, music, and the history of Berlin after the Wall. Fanny's image is incredibly vivid and seems inseparable from the city and its history. Memories tinged with melancholy. I like this poem.

      • Lorenz

        Fanny's image of a Berlin of shifting elusive nuances !

      • Neville



        Exquisite ink spilled throughout .. & very much enjoyed .. Neville

        • Lorenz

          Thanks Neville .Glad to have your appreciation !



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