The Red Moon over Danube

“Have you seen the Red Moon over the Danube?”
Andreas Saurer

Have you seen the Red Moon over Danube?
What a beautiful beginning for a new poem...
You are my SAVIOR
with the guitar in hand...
Let’s escape from this noise –
we deserve the fog of Tarkovsky’s Nostalgia...
You are my WIND...
You answer me with your Crescendo...
United forever
by the unknown words on the wall of the house
where we never lived...
by the names strung together
on the monument that looks more like...
a gravestone...
by the glasses of Palenka at the same level –
you make me smell but I can’t guess... that
You are my JOY...
you make me laugh like... no one else...
Nothing in common, except
for a secret language...
But don’t whisper!
You are my SADNESS…
How many hours are left? –
and you won’t see me again…
You are only… one of my POEMS…
but maybe…
this isn’t even it…
You have seen the Red Moon over Danube today…

September 16-17, 2011