Showing posts with label Miroslav Holub Czech poetry John Keats Ambulance Casualty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miroslav Holub Czech poetry John Keats Ambulance Casualty. Show all posts

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Holub (The Dove)


                             "Why not live sweetly as in the green trees?"
                                                                                (John Keats)

Who eats of this meat?
If a tree, ants and termites.
If grubs, woodpeckers.
So Mr. Fixit
is not beloved Doctor Dove
who's more the poet.

E. A. Costa  Granada, Nicaragua 23 August, 2015