A keresés eredménye

The Birth of Futurism

An artist in the canvas trousers once
By pure chance sat down on color palette,
Then jumped, confused, not feeling lucky bunce:
'Where's turpentine? Let's wipe it while it's still wet!'
 
But having closely looked at rainbow hues,
In trance from the creative intuition tether,
He's cut out square piece from canvas trews
And then... set up salon 'The Donkey Leather.'1
 

• 1. An allusion to the 1912 futurist group 'The Donkey Tail'

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Two Persuasions

Some cry: 'What is a form? A trifling tool!
If you would pour in crystal glass manure -
Would not it be much lower and impure?'
 
The others would object: 'You are the fools!
The decent people wouldn't drink the best wine
If it were poured in night vase1 to a crest line.'
 
It's sad that they won't settle this debate.
For one may pour wine... into crystal straight!
 

• 1. a pee jar

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There Were Way Too Many Prosecutors!..

There were way too many prosecutors!
Who has not condemned Thy mortal sins?
But right now, when road is dark for suitors,
And the ninth sea wave shows roaring fins,
We think back of Thee in roused obsession, -
This is all that we could save in here...
And the past emerges as bright heaven,
Like a childhood in sun dust, so dear...
 
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To The Impatient

Don't whine... Like bawd the crowd will push you
Toward your fat success and spoils,
And in the jaws of crafty toils
You will lure your 'today,' yet should you?
 
But know one thing - success is no joke:
At once it will present a bill.
If you don't pay, then like a call girl,
It'll cut night short and leave you squeal.
 
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