On this Tuesday 13 March ‘18

His mind still wandered about

The treetops near the famous

Village of poets and learned men

When he washed and dressed

Swallowed a peeled orange

Some gooseberries in colourful

Composition in a glass bowl

With some amber drops of honey

Raisins and nuts to round it off.

 

B already fell into her scalding

Monologue

Wishing him a good trip

Although he had told her

That he has to see surgeon S

For taking X-rays.

 

When lying on the X-ray bed

He thinks of his father lying on

A stretcher destined to fix him

Up for hard labour in Stalin’s

Gulag.

 

As much as Canetti hated Napoleon

The artist hates Stalin

Who discarded the rights of prisoners

According to the Geneva Convention

He gave a damn about.

PIG.GIP

 

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’18.