Sport 7: Winter 1991
Pastiche
Pastiche
The poet arrives
In a city of silence,
Is invited to dine
By a spy in a sparkling mask.
Here is the porcelain
Pipe of hashish,
Here yellow carp
With the names of clouds.
It forms like smoke,
A poem in his mind
Of items like toys:
A pine, a slanting roof,
Now bare, now clothed in snow.