Poem by
Miroslav Holub
A boy's head
In it there is a
space-ship
and a project
for doing away with
piano lessons
And there is
Noah's ark,
which shall be first.
And there is
an entirely new
bird
an entirely new
hare
an entirely new [bumble-bee.
There is a
river
that flows upwards
There is a
multiplication table
There is
anti-matter
And it just cannot be trimmed.
I believe
that only what cannot be trimmed
is a head
There is much
promise
in the circumstance
that so many people have heads.
Miroslav Holub