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"She wore a veil that made her look like the evil fairy who you would be wise not to make your wish come true." ―Jan Wagner

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PORTRAIT OF THE RAIN

it appears as a hand-kiss, gentle nudge,

spray of memory: remember

where you came from, frog.

or galloping, as a thundering horde,

to tender unto caesar what is caesar’s,

until everything flees into the entryways

under the cover of newspapers

and briefcases: whoever listens at the open window

senses that he may be dry, but the weather

has long since been inside him.

or how the gutters become musical,

when laundry lifts off the lines

and rivers flow out of their beds,

and the secret scent of earth and asphalt

unveils itself; when mushrooms, mosses,

vineyard snails run rampant;

it makes the outlines visible: where rain ends,

we begin.

it treks across the landscape like a circus,

the spectacle and curtain at the same time:

scenery loft of the great weather-

and wandering theaters; bestows upon blonds

darker hair, and on the bald the radiance

of billiard balls; to the hens it is a cage

that doesn’t imprison them. so often divined,

yet no church is founded on it.

good ears can still hear,

if you bend low enough,

the songs of humpback whales, glacier calving—

one geyser over north america

inspires umbrellas to blossom

from shanghai to rome.

each drop contains the whole book, water,

particles, pollen, all the dirt of the world.

resurrection—the easiest exercise.

meanwhile it slumbers in car tires

and from puddles and cisterns

stares back toward its own origin,

while the trees for hours and hours

are immersed in their soliloquies.

the soothing swoosh between the radio transmitters.

the wind in the forests yet to come.

JAN WAGNER

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quince pâté - Jan Wagner - Germany

Translator: Matthew Sweeney (German)

when october hung them in the branches, bulging chinese lanterns, it was time: we picked quinces, lugged them by the basket yellow into the kitchen

under the water. apple and pear ripened to their names, to a simple sweetness – different to the quince on its tree in the farthest corner

of my alphabet, in the latin of the garden, hard and strange in its flavour. we cut, quartered, cored the flesh (four big hands, two small),

shadowy in the steam of the juicer, gave sugar, heat, effort to something that denied itself raw to the mouth. who could, who would want to understand quinces,

their jelly, in bulbous glass jars for the dark days lined up on the shelves, in a cellar of days, where they shone, are shining still.

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Adjustment by Rosa Anschütz from the album Votive

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wir aber treffen uns am nächsten morgen im ewigen neon wieder

jan wagner: regentonnenvariationen

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question who you’d remember in those times you’re too busy, letters on mind in an unloved city as agar blends in with mutant and wild-types, my cells shaken up and shocked.

microvolumes and gas anthem sterility while my microtubes turn at thirteen thousand reps per minute, this minute my head is spinning from your ukelele and with the rotors turning in planes i’m destined for. there’s this coded word for such mentality, definitions different for everyone but for myself there’s sadness in well-timed silence.

but this new comfort and excitement, your calls long past midnight, songs i haven’t heard before, nicknames and unease at what’s in store but there’s something here and better than before. cells asleep and plated, the ovens on and waiting, but we fear they’ll grow like crazy if we don’t watch carefully: this definition for newer conditions.