house_burnt_down .nom i wanted to visit that house since even before i saw the photograph the photograph, the roses growing up the sides, and the thatched roof and how everything was so old my grandma said, it was like a palace and i wonder about my great grandmother leaving a world like that, on a big ship for servants' quarters and mining camps for living in the wild hills, in tents and i can't help but think of all the photographs all the documents i'll never see, i'll never read now and how the cousin i wanted to visit is sick with cancer in a small house and my grandma is sick and oh she's too sick too sick to travel and i always imagined maybe going there someday there would be sunshine, a bicycle, and the cousin opening the rose-crowded door the door of the house in schleswig the house i'll never visit the house i got so much from the house, the burnt down house it was just the other day i talked of visiting i was looking to show the photograph it was just today i heard of the fire they say the barn? was saved the letter was translated 050215 ... anomalous i'm still sad 050514 ... mon i still want to visit 051009 what's it to you? who go blather from