Posted By: Suzanne (thanks to Carolyn Chang..) on 'Poetry'
Title:     LOVE
Date:      Fri Mar 22 08:57:30 1996


The following poem is by Miroslav Holub. I was amused when I found it in an 
English textbook printed in Canada.


LOVE


Two thousand cigarettes.
A hundred miles
from wall to wall.
An eternity and a half of vigils
blanker than snow.

Tons of words
old as the tracks
of a platypus in the sand.

A hundred books we didn't write.
A hundred pyramids we didn't build.

Sweepings.
Dust.

Bitter
as the beginning of the world.

Believe me when I say
it was beautiful.

                            Miroslav Holub

 
         
          Be careful what you wish for! Sometimes you get it ...

                                *  SUE  *
    ***  I am the one who walks with the tender and growing night... ***