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