Cheryl A. Hemmerle: hammerschmied

Spring '11 TOC

they will beat their swords into plowshares
and their spears into pruning hooks1

i come
from black-metal blood

ich komme

           hot and hard
forged with
           flaming yellow-orange fire
drawn deep from
           drafts and Deutschlandlied

i become
iron-blood for Berlin

ich werde

upsetting uncut steel
           under Soviet stares
punching pistons
           to pulverize Poles
sculpting swords and shields
           for submission

strike, Völundr, in the smelting volcano
smith and smoke the skulls of sons
finish them with files and flint

jeder ist seines glückes schmied

grinding stones stop spinning
abrasive armor apprehended for art
greater gods cast gold and gems

i reform
in crafted copper capillaries

ich läutere

melting medals
           from military might
fanning federal filigree
           into fashion
stroking steel and stones
           to surrender

i form
colored crystal constellations

ich forme

bent bronze beside
           knitted beads
drizzled diamonds
           decorating driftwood
polished pewter
           pampering pearls

nation will not take up sword against nation,
nor will they train for war anymore2

1. Isaiah 2:4a.
2. Isaiah 2:4b.

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