Zoltan Galos


Who - Poem by Zoltan Galos

You don't wish my
young teacher to come here]any longer
you say that she has
tensions you cannot bear
you want me to meet her
somewhere else
you don't mind even if i have her
somewhere else.
it's strange that when
the mind fails everything's
such a big pain
you say i should greet her
and tell her you are sorry
but then it is your house too
and you need absolute peace
no more strangers
no more friends
life's become
a burden to bear.
you see how various
perspectives zoom
through minds and
a life dedicated to
write another book
live another life
with your muse
and play with the
young lass who'll
drum-up a storm.
so who did you take home
dear V, dear H, dear Z
who did you take last
night home?

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

During an argument about my young language teacher, my spouse became upset about her regular visits all of a sudden. She had stopped taking her medication and I resorted to keep part of the dialogue jotted down for sharing. I like my teacher a lot and I love my spouse. A poet's life moves between two sides always.

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  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/19/2013 8:01:00 AM)

    where there is love there is no tension, try to understand, anyway, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013


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