Guillaume Apollinaire, “Calligrammes” Il Pleut, 1916
Song of Experience
by Joellen Kwiatek
Severed from the tree,
a sky flew – a
concave, bright
depressurizing, a queer
high speed assailed
by luster – I
was angry with my friend
A small tight rain
was falling, damp-
ening the tough grass where my astonishment lay. All
around it
the invisible countryside.
from “Study from Necessity”
die gerettete Zunge 