in times of recalling a serious

seclusion

a friend is like your inner freedom

deeply felt

your echo of creative expression

it’s your cup of coffee

when you’ll enjoy it double

with her being present –

and while i reflect on my friend

i once lost and then found

during an exhibition of fine art

i’ve been amazed at her art of

disclosure as a woman of letters.

in times of a lockdown no.2

when one shares a warmed-up

piece of focaccia

in the arcades of the city

facing the unlit opera house of

vienna

in a drizzle of a grey afternoon –

when poets will meet.

poets.steop

zoltanzelan

zjg-poetry’20.