
in zurich—not for me alone
i wasn’t the last person there
watching an edelweiss plane
taxi for takeoff after us
the beer I had for breakfast
—local mid afternoon—
was a dreher classic brewed
in budapest and eaten with
spiced sausage and mustard

streets and bridges five hours
ahead of freddy beach time
waiting for makrovilag to
ready my close szobak room

no shampoo or conditioner
but there’s a real glass glass
shower curtain and rod
(unlike niš hotel in 2005)
in the entrance of országos
idegennyelvű könyvtár/national
library of foreign literature poster
for my reading next monday
with handbills in hungarian
No comments:
Post a Comment