
Vienna and Wiesbaden can
No more be reach’d
From this here station

Vienna and Wiesbaden can
No more be reach’d
From this here station

Like ants they crawl
Across a sea of glass
High above the River Thames

Let us spray
That the water will help
Nourish the vegetati-on

Your eye is enticed
towards a celestial light,
relentlessly

At the high altar
Promises are now made
That no one may alter

The house of God reaches
upwards to meet with
the cloudy firmament

Power, skill, tactics,
tennis on the closely clipped lawn:
game, set, and match
Waiting, waiting, waiting,
Always delay’d
Why did we fly Ryanair?

Reptile on a wall
Hot stone in Palermo
The warmth of Sicily

Palermo in the rain
A sea of umbrellas
Bad weather today