Throughout the seventies I lived in Cologne. For the first five years or so I lived on the opposite side of the Rhine – the Schäl Sick – and had to get a tram to the city. From where I lived, trams crossed the river over the Mülheimer Brücke and I remember coming home in the late afternoon or early evening and stopping at a patch of grass in between the road and the tram tracks where hundreds of rabbits lived. As we approached, they would stop munching grass or playing and stand completely still until the tram had passed. I had a little game: counting how many rabbits I could see.
Grey rabbit statues
In a triangle of grass
Criss-crossed by concrete
And the screech of wheels on rails
Trams pass to and from the bridge
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
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