ACROSS CENTRAL EUROPE


How much more is there to add to what
we can never forget, and what
will happen to it in the end when all
the memory goes out like a light switched off?

Forest and mountain without end.
Night falls, clustered lights, of villages
and small towns on ridge tops or the sides
of big valleys, deepening green.

Ride on old car, bockwürst at the services,
snow squalls, what is the future of memory?-
keep it rolling towards us, the road under
and the dark over, all coming down together
to the cathedral lights of Limburg.