April 2020 – Part 2
April 30, 2020 § Leave a comment
8th April
Our reign of objects,
tables, chairs, books and paintings,
how well can they tell
the stories we’ve planned
a lifelong? Imagine those
feet walking around:
This is where mum used
to read. When on the phone she
moved around the house,
cleaning, saving time.
11th April
This wonderful sky,
how accurately it counts
time, space and borders.
Zero. None to see,
none to feel. Our mind is free
and flies where it needs
to be. Take that flight,
with the wings of memory
and the strength of hope
for we are born free.
13th April
Fears. In the morning.
First, everything feels usual,
the light from outside,
the smell of the room,
that ageing body. And then
the mind awakes too.
You can’t fool your mind
when your hands are not moving.
It counts time in months,
in years or just days.
15th April
The impossible
as everyday recipe.
We’ve lost appetite.
Now feed me with touch,
with laughter, bitter or sweet,
like friends at dinner,
before they part for
a long time. The host raises
a glass, sets the date
when to meet again.
18th April
Mum has sent braid bread
per mail, but it’s not here yet.
A fragrant parcel
in a lorry’s guts,
driving through silent countries.
They told her it’ll take
time. But she’s sent it
anyway. It’s Good Friday
in my old country,
all is still and waits.
20th April
One metre fifty
from each other. In the queue
of lost needless things.
Behind a mask, eyes
that do not try hard language,
they’re soft and get it
that you’re vulnerable
too. Then the distance moves on,
fast to someone else,
before one must speak.
20th April
My tired limbs sliding
on cool cotton sheets; must be
a summer prelude.
On the news, again,
everything important comes
second. Exit strategy.
The economy
needs the simple people soon
enough. The simple
people can’t escape.
30th April
This April will leave
ingloriously, bad thief
of springs that were one,
an endless waiting
of sudden good news, of friends
and festivities.
A one season year,
this seems to become, one that
all months are marching
in dark uniform.
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