in memory of Norman Morrissey
your bedside lamp
made sommer with an
empty graça-bottle ̶
my eyes linger on the subtitle
casa de ouro
house of gold
yes! i shout
gold is this house
which flows with
music and poetry
tea and honey
(mumbling aside: one day i'll unscrew
the bottle-stand,
fill 'er up with
your favourite drink,
screw it fast again
and flick the switch!
the heat will suffuse your bedroom
with intoxicated light
you'll get graciously drunk
without having a single sip!)
- Lara Kirsten
