Amsterdam
i
There’s no god
but god
who asks us to erase
all those words
But I was made to speak
and to walk along
the great flows of people
to be seen as a stranger
even to be invisible
while tram-bells ring their warning
There is an old church
and there are fancy facades
and the people keep flowing
on foot or bike
so that each body is in danger
of becoming an obstacle to itself
missing the words to ask with
Tongues pressed so expectantly
to their palates
produce no consonant
ii
Rembrandt’s Staalmeesters
look up in surprise
They haven’t yet heard the question
on the lips of the intruders
hundreds of whom interrupt them daily
Each visitor has a new way of looking at them
and a different tongue
to discuss this puzzle
But the masters are masters
for a reason
Time does not soften their tones
The man in the middle is standing
and seems to say At last you’re here
Please come in
But when he stood where I stand
and looked at himself in paint
he was puzzled and said No
This is not the way we were to look
And who was that visitor?
How could he ever leave such company?
Grant Duncan 8.6.10
There’s no god
but god
who asks us to erase
all those words
But I was made to speak
and to walk along
the great flows of people
to be seen as a stranger
even to be invisible
while tram-bells ring their warning
There is an old church
and there are fancy facades
and the people keep flowing
on foot or bike
so that each body is in danger
of becoming an obstacle to itself
missing the words to ask with
Tongues pressed so expectantly
to their palates
produce no consonant
ii
Rembrandt’s Staalmeesters
look up in surprise
They haven’t yet heard the question
on the lips of the intruders
hundreds of whom interrupt them daily
Each visitor has a new way of looking at them
and a different tongue
to discuss this puzzle
But the masters are masters
for a reason
Time does not soften their tones
The man in the middle is standing
and seems to say At last you’re here
Please come in
But when he stood where I stand
and looked at himself in paint
he was puzzled and said No
This is not the way we were to look
And who was that visitor?
How could he ever leave such company?
Grant Duncan 8.6.10