Wieslaw Janusz Mikulski

you paint time
with the colors of clouds
the sun
sails like a skiff
in the sky

i push the chilly grate of the wind
the keyboard of fallen leaves
burns with music

i carry in the basket of memory
the fruit years of contentment
bunches of grapes

Back to the January 2000 issue
The Sarmatian Review
Last updated 2/10/00