The rubber glove waits to be filled with flesh
before it enters into soap and water,
into tissue and nerve, into orifice.
Its pinkness is the travesty of dolls.
Rubber boots can be grey verging on blue
before merging into other feet clad only in skin.
The colour of paper keeps changing.
Your knee is a hinge. Then why isn’t your leg
a door that I can open and close behind me,
entering a country the shape of a boot, a glove?

Sampurna Chattarji

Barbara Ellmerer

*System for Prediction of Environmental Emergency Dose
SPEEDI, designed to predict the dispersal of radioactive materials based on forecasts by ERSS, is likely to have delayed the effective evacuation of residents in Fukushima Prefecture. The systems’ failure casts doubt on the government’s disaster-prevention policy, which said that the systems should be used to analyze and predict the amount and spread of radioactive material into the environment during a nuclear crisis.

S. 172: Oben, linke Spalte;

S. 172: Mitte, mittlere Spalte;

S. 173: Mitte, mittlere Spalte;

S. 173: Oben, rechte Spalte;

S. 176: Mitte, linke Spalte,

diese Bildbeiträge sind irrtümlicherweise nicht – wie in unserer Publikation (Berlin: Merve, 2014) – angegeben im März 2011 gepostet worden, wir bedauern die Zuordnung. Bei Rückfragen stehen wir gerne zur Verfügung.

All points of me magnetised by you.
One half of me tending obliquely towards one half of you.
Cut to the quick, pierced to the core,
Your green heart, an apple, waiting to be bitten.
This, the middle of our lives, here, where it is hottest.

Sampurna Chattarji

Spoon eyes infinity
Star shoots cannonball
Girl skirts skeleton
Magnet sails stone

Words doing words
Unbutton slowly
This bed will travel far

Sampurna Chattarji

The Museum of Stones