Antony Fostieris – Selected Poems

Judgment
The wind blows and uncovers
all black emotions and thoughts.
It undresses you to the skin.
The strong wind blows down the mountains
colorful dresses, pants whirl
the sky sucks insatiably.
It blows, and people fall dead
naked and dead
dead naked
crows and black chicken
attack them
blood steams
the empty landscape.

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Jazz with Ella

Excerpt

And I thought Natasha did a good job of telling us the history. For once she got away from ‘Lenin said this’ and ‘Lenin said that.’”
“Yes, she was very informative,” said Carlos, a student from the Fine Arts department. “But have you ever seen so many ugly buildings? Even that Hotel Rossiya is no prize—a big box is all it is. The biggest I’ve ever seen. I’d rather see the Stalin-style of architecture even if the buildings do look like wedding cakes.” He stopped abruptly, as if surprised he had said so much.
Maria began to describe a church in the Ukraine where her great-grandmother had been married, but she was constantly interrupted by Ted who kept pointing out other buildings along the way, each one more drab than the last.
Jennifer allowed her mind to wander on the many windowless, anonymous buildings they were seeing throughout the city. What were they? No signs were posted; no occupants came or went. Carlos is right. Moscow is utilitarian and drab. I can’t wait to get to Leningrad. One 19th century visitor had described it as a city full of palaces. She expected much contrast between the two: Moscow and Leningrad—one with an ancient history of a fortress settled by peasants, the other built on the Gulf of Finland by Peter the Great as his magnificent window on the west.
“Leningrad,” she murmured, for no particular reason, and then she recalled its older name: Sanct Peterburg. Saint Petersburg. Peter’s city.

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Introspection

MU

…I evaluated the modern morals,
shiny, glittering and sexy
bodies and consumer goods
that turn youngsters into numbers
and consciousness into a desolate desert and
I found them dark and horrible and
spreading my glance over the horizon
into the unknown future, I saw
destruction and wars, hunger
and ugliness, and I saw the bank accounts
of the few getting richer
and other people’s earnings
becoming meagre and
I said,
The ineffable had other plans for
people on this earth, while
the ego and greediness of the selected
has changed the planet’s route
towards its destruction
I evaluated the minds and hearts of
the populace and thought of filling them
with love, tolerance, pride, and respect
for the neighbourhood thieves and
for the ambitions of the enemy
to balance the imbalance
I saw everywhere

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