Heidelberg in Springtime

 


Leaving my room on Obere Neckarstraße 5, to
Stroll down Fishergaße, my gaze
rests on a cascade of red ceramic tiled roofs
Their texture - tiered carmine against varietal asperity-
reminds me abstractly of something. 
Passing up the castle hill, 
Winding my way through an accumulation of thoughts
Strewn there recently by Immanuel Kant's "Critique of Pure Reason":
First Division of the Transcendental Analytic:
A priori concepts are such pure knowledge as exists
independently of sensual perception.
Synthesis is the freedom to put together separate
a priori concepts. 
Reaching the castle wall's outer corner, the
Slightly angled Heiliggeistkirche swings its
fossilized, reptilian tail
Encompassed by the Altstadt crawling below
like a parade of coprolite ants
While the Neckar river processional is closely flanked by its bridal party of hills.
And the bridal party - their heads adorned in heather-toned tresses
embellished with dark fir ornaments
Together in retinue personify determinism
and synthetic creativity
          portrayed as texture.
Texture which holds an abstraction of the soul's
inner landscape as math's pure concept of
triangle is to the face of a Pyramid.
A landscape which even now progresses
molded by
          and thereby retaining all past and present relationships. 
Christy Bergman, 
March, 1997