Tramontana

Tramontana

The sea’s purple at Piraeus
8 September 1994
To Acedia
ID’s (fragment)
Reason
When I can escape my words no longer
A man eats an apple in the park
When I walk to the sea

A man eats an apple in the park
and the trees bend around him
the grass has flooded from the trunks
it crowds round his feet
the pond pushes plants up the bank
the man bites a chunk from the apple
and lets it topple onto his tongue
sucks the juice from it and chews it up
the pond shrinks behind the bushes
branches point up from the trees
an animal climbs up a trunk
and springs and sprints through the field
past the green at the roadside
back past the pond through the bushes
to a man who folds his hands
in the field far off in a park.

AuthorErik Lindner
2018-08-21T17:22:45+00:00 February 23rd, 2013|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 88|0 Comments