WEIGHT Poem by K. Schippers

Once I thought a sheet
of paper weighed more after
you had drawn a line on it.

Now I am not sure whether I should
burden your route with the lightest
truth by telling you that it

smells of geography here
and that the park was laid out only
so that sometime in the future

you could see it. Too heavy?
Then forget geography.
Without you the light

the space, the buildings
would have worked in vain,
so sparse, so weightless

they are now that in their
vicinity the end of the park
should be within your reach.