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Two Poems by John Eppel

Berlin ‘Ich war, ich bin, ich werde sein’:those words are Luxemburg’s, not mine,but footsteps tapped through death and dinthose sewage scents of Stadt Berlin. Words like footsteps tap-tap tapping,Birkenstocks go map-map mapping:Look, there’s Hegel, and look, there’s Brecht,Look, Landwehr where

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