this easter monday i woke up late
ate late breaky/ doodled in my
notebook’s third page
and turned a horizontal drawing
into a vertical imposing dynamic
well then/ the air in my domain
smells strange from next door
eastern-style cooking/ whatever.
i took to the road and enjoyed
springs fantastic working on all
blossoms/ took some macro shots
with my handy/ add some images
to my next drawings/ voila!
the air along the weidling brook
is already warmwe at 3 pm
the northern winds will eventually
loose out to the sunrays steadily.
it’s soon time to prepare for
a nordic walk into the viennese woods
stretching up towards the kahlenberg
for now the sun/ still shy/ hides
again behind dark cloud covers.
the artist will go back to his drawing.
zjg poetry ’21.