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