MICHAEL MARCH

Michael MarchPoet
President of the
Prague Writers’ Festival


Half Pint's Goddess

Half Pint met the slum goddess of the lower East Side. Her tattoo read: "Opulent poverty, regal indigence.Live in it calmly—be at peace." It recalled Osip Mandelstam—before he was taken away.

 



 

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„Only a promise"

You fell
through yourself
what was known
the war flickered
in the evening sky
Her hand was warm
what were her words
not for us
not for us

 

 

 

 

Only a promise

Xenophon

you cried
under the covers
the white ridge
the thinning air
Xenophon
lost forever
that winter
against the  snow  

 

 

 

Xenophon

Soutine

Our flesh
remains
unsweetened
our souls
depressed
coins

not
the wish
to live
forever
but
to  live
beyond
Soutine

 

 

 

 

 

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When she danced
Pain was not weakness

Light became my bride
Dust the song of hours

When she danced
Just this time

 

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