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Mint tea springs oases on dusty streets where your camera staples doors, faces, dogs, windows, water cans together as I reach for your hand across the table do you remember how in a Cellar Theatre not too far from here & guarded only by the fattened moon we forgot who the audience & who the actors were as we strained our eyes to see the play?
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
Mint Tea in Kreuzberg
Mint tea springs oases on dusty streets where your camera staples doors, faces, dogs, windows, water cans together as I reach for your hand across the table do you remember how in a Cellar Theatre not too far from here & guarded only by the fattened moon we forgot who the audience & who the actors were as we strained our eyes to see the play?
Kreuzberg is a particularly multicultural part of Berlin, known for it's Turkish & Arab population. I lived in Berlin for 10 years & often went there. This is one of a series of poems I entitled ' Berliner Minutiae' & which were originally written in 2010.
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
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