Jeden Tag ein neuer Tag . . . Every day a new day . . .

Been sorting thru old photos to print an album for my father. While entering the digital age have been leaving behind some people that haven’t gone with me into that world. And while going thru them realized just how much has happened that just went into some computer folder almost unnoticed.

Like this poem that I wrote on the plane to India, my first world trip, and who knew that it was going to take me almost a year to get back, and then leave again in 1995 to live overseas for good…

Abschied

von der Vergangenheit
vom Tag
von der Zukunft
von Leuten
Gesichtern
Augenblicken
Momenten

und doch bleiben

die Bilder
Gerüche

Abschied

jeden Tag
jede Sekunde

frisch betreten wir

immer dassselbe
Land unserer
Erinnerung
und Phantasie

Farewell
from the past
from the day
from the future
from people
faces
instants
moments
and yet remain
the images
scents
parting
every day
every second
fresh we enter
always the same
land of our
memory
and imagination

painting from my website available as print
poem by Claudia Dose

…and even though it seems a lot is changing, doesn’t it seem like nothing actually changes but our point of view?

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