Pavol Janik

(1956 / Bratislava)

Summer - Poem by Pavol Janik

The sun smashes our windows.
An urgent song reaches us from the street.
On the cellophane sky
steam condenses.
Unconfirmed reports are reproduced
about the wind.
The trees are the first to begin to talk
about the two of us.

(1981)

Topic(s) of this poem: summer


Comments about Summer by Pavol Janik

  • Kelly Kurt (10/17/2015 10:47:00 AM)


    A lovely poem, Pavol. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 17, 2015



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