
If you feel great
Wandering within the
Stream of masses
Then amble down the
Capital’s main shopping
Streets.
You will have a sense of
Holiday with all the visitors
Perhaps even think you
Arrived in a different city
Listening to many different
Languages
And as most of the local folk
Have left for their holidays
At the Adriatic Sea
Or will be sun-tanning at their
Summer retreats
The city belongs now to the
Guests.
Even if the capital glows in
Heat
Radiating off the cobbled
Stone
The light surfaces of flagstone
Covered squares and pedestrian
Malls.
People gather at water points
But one misses generously
Spraying fountains
Yet efforts are under way
To restructure and landscape
Rotenturmstrasse
The continuation of the great
Kärntnerstrasse
Into a pedestrian mall
Where fountains will feature.
Meanwhile tourist masses
Still flood the city
In spite of construction work
The dust and heat.
The relief: Italian ice cream
ICE.ECI zoltanzelan. ZJG-POetry’19.