Does the erotic exist outside architecture? The shepherd 
asleep, the shepherd awake—his staff in his hand. Sweet 
are the fields of. Exiled from home am. A sandwich of 

Some days, everything is a machine, by which I mean 
remove any outer covering and you will most likely 
find component parts: cogs and wheels that whir just 

Now I’m an archivist. Indexer of everywhere 
I have ever been. Of every ­moment I stood 
there and there. Of where I was when I was 

My mother was glamorous in a way I knew I 
never would be. Velvet belt buckle. Mascara 
lash. Miniature crimson lipstick living in the 

Virginal decorations.
The pain of countless upside-down candles.

“The quick brown fox jumps
Over the lazy dog”: it was a little bedtime story

Had she not lain on that bed with a boy
All those years ago, where would they be, she wondered.

Let us console you. 
Music’s the answer. 
Of course, we’re caught 

From where she sat she could see
a sundial, but she couldn't read it.
Time was a brush fire burning somewheres,

It's time for the feasting that follows the four men it took
to carry the dead monster's head.
Just look at the clock—

On the Bauhaus photographer Lucia Moholy (1894–1989), who inspired Mary Jo Bang’s latest collection, A Doll for Throwing. Next year, Germany will celebrate the centenary of the founding of the Bauhaus, a school that stressed the unity of industrial…