A Mirror Floating in Water

Keys in tune, century rolls through the cities like
The Gestapo tanks through Moscow.
Like Siberia in the cold, dead snow;
Christmas, was that time of year
In which Lenin was God and
God stood in Red Square

1919
Century rolls.

like ghettos of Stalingrad
these pieces and blocks of memory;
like stars in the sky, you were
so small you could hardly breathe.
These fumes of spring's rite.
Rachmaninoff, the piano is out of tune
Out of place, In memory.