Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The Dust Collector*

House For Sale, Glasthule

The Dust Collector *

gets down on his knees
in some corner of a cathedral, not to pray but see

if there’s a speck, a bloom, a trace,
or if the infernal place

is as emptied of history
as London’s National Gallery or the Uffizi.

Out of ‘all these actions that took place here’, his eye falls
on anything at all

for the scanning electron microscope: his Rose
Window on the genius

of what escapes us.

*Wolfgang Stoecker ‘My Empire of Dust’

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