Tuesday, February 17, 2015

HOLUB'S CAPRICE

Floated visage of colors
of free speech
before the Prague spring
peered into your garden
and consciousness
from the bittern frost
into the May Day celebration
steam bathing in memory
of fatigue and sadness
you jostle under branches
by a playground in green
holding an empty tin of beer
wanting to break iconic glasses
of every language barrier
agitating to open closets
of your blacklisted collections.



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