the manifesto of the moving script :
Letters begin to twist and turn, to stop and go.
They execute acrobatic tricks, leaving even their designated homegrounds;
their pirouettes may be indicative of a century of the virtual world,
which is why I ask
"What has happened to the real movement ?"
Riding towards boredom on the Intercity express,
if one can believe the experts,
typography is trailing behind
at half the speed.
I tell you: Script is a loose floozie,
who shall carry her in a sedan chair
into the next century ?
onehundredandfifty foot high
lower case letters creeping
over the roofs - of the world capitols.
Great visions forms,
the coursing planets- large and monumental -
will become the Alpha and the Omega.
translated by Richard Spain/BERLIN 1992/
© 1992 by Michael Mahla
Anhang: Texte und Essays