Goethe thumping a Roman whore on the ass in hexameter:
she was trying to sleep.
The old goat chasing a seventeen year-old girl around Marienbad,
chaster and faster than he.
I never got Goethe, but
I left a semen stain on the carpet in the German seminar room—
the locks had been taken off the library toilets.
My ear is sensitive if you nibble it, but even if I were Goethe,
none of the boys would know it.
Derrick Miller is Associate Professor of German at the University of North Carolina, Wilmington. He writes about the German Enlightenment and the Moravian Church, and it was Goethe’s Sorrows of Young Werther that brought him there.