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... ***