
you know about the
nature of man/woman?
yes?
but then why do you
fight your brethren/friend/
neighbour/husband/wife/
partner/teacher/facilitator/
educator/local authority/
country/state?
are you a rebel without a
cause?
a marlon brando imitator?
she said: ”i’m with you
together for fifty years
but i don’t know you.”
well/who’s that lucky to
know oneself?
the poet heard these kind
of sentences quite often
when attending literary
workshops in jo’burg.
whenever he met a couple
these questions remained
as if chiselled into tablets of
stone.
when the poet met his
female counterpart who
led him to the path’s process
of creative writing
he suddenly flowered artistically
in a literary spring
she jumped into with him and
wondrous things did happen
in this spring/summer of a-z
a-z.z-a
zoltanzelan
zjg-poetry’20
every day there are points of joy, sadness, reflections resulting from the chafing of strong minds…