
time’s up for invitations
“let‘s go on with an exhibition
of one kind
in the city of vienna
but then – i’d rather be with
anna”
his friend/the poet said.
“as an artist you are one of
a kind
under your contemp peers”
he carried on his appraisal
and donned his facial mask
but then sounds became so
muffled
and shouts would sound like
a pistol shot thru’ a silencer.
yet there’s a good time at the
café z&z – you may doff your
mask
when sitting down for coffee
and a croissant/ dear artist/
for an ice cream bowl/dearest.
“N” is pleasant and her smile
the nearest you may be with
her
as it draws you in/irresistibly
but you have to be on your toes
there –
in the corner of your eyes
your senses alarm you of one
movement
in the shadows of one and only
piece of art.
art.tra
zoltanzelan
zjg-poetry’20.
it’s great to have friends with critical appraisals in spite of a growing negativism…