For Joseph Beuys (Phaidon Focus) the day of his death
As a fact
the eternal wound
protecting covering isolating
collecting the drip flow in his chosen pump system
extracting the energy out of it
the bluely extracted matter
connecting into a circulation
following him into a concert in reverse
to the dance of showering stars
2 thoughts on “The Monday Poem – For Joseph Beuys the day of his death by Rebecca Horn”
A complex spiral. What is this poem about?
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Well it’s not my poem :p I love it though!