Monday, January 30, 2006

Martin Moll's Monday

A few weeks ago when I was bored and Google-ing old friends, I found a web page with the poems of one of them. Since I’ve been thinking about and feeling Erfurt a lot lately, seemingly every time I turn around, here’s my favorite:


The start of another week
and a pack of cards in the mailbox.
They are dealt but aren't read.
Though the future might be promising.
But as we know
things are not always what they seem.
Like the shadow in the dark
or the bustle in your hedgerow.
People could lie and people could cheat.
and people could never find out.
But as long as the cards aren't put on the table
the chances of having a good hand remain.

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