The Others

Fiona Zühlke

Berlin, Germany

 

Look, then look away again.
Look how she is looking, but don’t look now, she’s looking.
Why is she looking that way?
I look to see if she’s still looking.
Now she’s looking. Now she’s looking away.
Why is she looking away now?
Did I look too long?
Now she’s looking again.
We smile.

 

Fiona Zühlke (*1994)

comes from Berlin. Her poem is about a moment secretly watching in the subway, where people meet who would not otherwise encounter each other – whether young or old, refugees, those who grew up here or people passing through.

Arriving

Fiona Zühlke

Berlin, Germany

 

Aohmadan nafasheshidan man miajam.
Arriving, breathing, I arrive.
Arriving sounds like rest.
I have just now understood
That arriving can make you afraid.
Foreignness sometimes creates fear.
Can you arrive in a foreign place?

 

Fiona Zühlke (1994)

comes from Berlin. She writes about the feeling of arriving in a foreign place.