Lorelei Bacht

baghdati pear tree

after sitting in silence for a while,
i recognise: i have been seized

by your particularity.        you
are more than the sum of your

shapes, measures, colours, more than
your intercourse with soil and
      stars. you are

      no impression, cinematic; you are
not imagined. you are        bodied and your
body somehow presses its being against

me, which, on a spring morning,
appears mutual.

what is it exactly that you perceive;
what do you know of me? of that,
i have no experience.

yet i cannot disintegrate the encounter—
therefore contend: the beauty of it

resides between us.

This poem is partly based on I and Thou, a book of philosophy written by Martin Buber,
originally published in 1923.