A Poem By Else Lasker-Schüler
A book of watercolor postcards by Franz Marc sent to the expressionist poet Else Lasker-Schüler
An Old Tibetan Rug
Your soul, which loveth mine,
Is woven with it into a rug-Tibet.
Strand by strand, enamored colors,
Stars that courted each other across the length of
Our feet rest on the treasure
Sweet lama-son on your musk-plant-throne
How long has your mouth been kissing mine,
And cheek to cheek colorfully woven times?