Praha
no customs checks
no cell signal
*
driven there downhill -
AAA taxi driver on alcohol
*
from his messy suitcase
Michael reads
an early novel
by the sad king of Czech literature
*
Louis asks
‘why not
describe everything backwards’
& answers
‘because it’s impossible’
*
to dream the impossible
palindrome
*
no souvenir cockroach
in the Franz Kafka boutique
*
five large Bubo owls
caged
at the national senate
*
skinheads on the 18 tram
to Petřiny
*
Plastic People of the Universe,
proto punk 1969
*
cháo khi gãp,
Vietnamese
at the local Trafika
*
at varying intervals
homeless people with grimy skin
rat through the same bin
in Wenceslas Square
*
I buy a book
about
Bohumil Hrabal
2 comments:
That is a cool kind of triple portrait poem, Pam. (And a little ekphrasic too haha, sorry.) Congratulations! on being included in Best Australian Poetry 2009 (ed Robert Adamson). It looks like a fantastic book and I will be going over it with a microscope.
hello, I see that you are talking about this book: The Sad King Of Czech Literature - Bohumil Hrabal. Do you have this book in an electronic format? I really need this one for my paper, but the problem is I live in Romania and it is very expensive for me to buy it from another country. Please email me: ipohondru.de.pe.bega@gmail.com
Thanks
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