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Three Poems
by Thomas Hummel


Lady with a Bird Organ

Just lampfall from a door
ajar foretells a closing

unapologetic, giving shadow
shadow's due, so too

her drawing room novembered
tremblelessly and she

varied her amusements.


Personal experiences continued; peculiar manifestations of illness. Visions. Have March well.


For already mentioned, give exact date
about my wife’s of February end, of Asylum
middle. Have only recollect that March

1894. With supernatural well under, put in
something like obituary notice, took this longer
count return to decide whether hallucination

or impression. That occurrences really method
in, really connected, which enable had-in-time
when mentioned—I continuously day, weeks

that cannot say. The Easter when Easter
important. Change place in person—I holidays,
she Palatinate. Or with this, according to,

shot herself in Alsace, in Leipzig, her funeral.
Her house is not direction according to between
the clinic and visions. I accompanied this wife

of nerve-contact, Flechsig called this wife
her mad now. That real happenings had seen
permissible to divine opinion happened—I may

be certain event my recollection. People can
compare with wadding or thrown into miracle
by lies. Have this soul to speak attempted to. Being

moved and so mouth into. Less reason. Reality
of other instances or parts I particularly foul, the taste
caused through whose entered. These, as I,

the voices first divine, have retained memory
which by judgment was further divine lagged behind
grandeur of. Judgment was by day so express.

Be that person chosen, insistence of nerve-contact—
I whom I connected with first divine advance.
Of mentioned in visions relating, I saw nerve clinic

chapel sisters underneath the aid in an intervening
conclave. Could their faith be actual? Thought several
hundred past (naturally nay). Longer contact with elapse

of letters and buildings in the music and meantime.
Been the assumption. Having occurred, no longer
viewed merely as of inner change, nevertheless will

influence on time. Was what I transmigration of
consecutively a novice in an Alsatian honor? Against.
Finally a prediction I connection with. Other vision:

hyperborian woman lost so glaciation, had apart
from sun withdrawn, destined to burgomaster
in the situation that prophecies—already succumbed

to succumb, people to prospect appearing to prove
themselves. The realms now have people; a fateful
turn of mankind by the distinctly preserved. There

was running out continuous, rich rays toward light
phenomenon. Say what running out said: return
but fathers. Mention then which have thousands of play

with human beings—I, mankind, and artificially
maintained. Miracles to which I compare my own
surroundings simultaneously; with each approaching

whistle, with steamers. This causes more when distance
and I can such a being near me (as of voluptuousness
gained). Such divine rays again, such cannot say

incitement of expression by return to greater detail.
Changes in opinion—that this, or constellation, did
after all as before: blessedness accumulated. However,

these depleted (that have through nerves been taken on)
and, apart, more or less giving my other hand
an immense draw nearer, became the miracles in miracles

primarily surrounding. Later, proof of what had want
to wrought is connected with herself and accompanied
by rays. After tranquility such summits of disagreeable

have auditory impressions of railways. Assume that months
later sending forth directly by voices since July. Identify
her herself at colossal distance; small, sunlike, mere nerves.

Our own is lighted and has been continuity of warmth
emanating. But I, through our bodies not belonging,
have developed personal experience with perish.


Several of with Him Sorrow

this dreadful condition impossible to true
idea other than very dreadful express I being

acquainted attended who yet earnestly telling
me religious and their business all hazards

hope to call he he believed sufficient to him
I that might not man if god go for you your

life has an all to door and discourse had stood wavering
intervals ended of then appeared over the desire

of could perceive into it or came up muffled
up his hands agony supposing he desperate

creatures bury themselves and two sigh as come up
infected or person distempered dreadful weight


Thomas Hummel's work has appeared or is forthcoming in CROWD, Denver Quarterly, Fence, TYPO, VOLT, WebConjunctions, and elsewhere. He lives and works in New York