serner, karlsbad
where even in posted areas
the censors babbled.
tall granite masses.
smoky snow. I knew
nothing, seventy-two,
about edleweiss, ocher
houses of the emperors’ realm,
or an otherwise-remembrance:
“speak more clearly”
in karlovy vary.
. . . the (midday?) sun, weakened,
reflected by mirrors; where
the schnapps served in cut glass
and the talk bounced around
the shining marble. karlsbad sounds:
“o, speak more clearly” in smoky
snow, “every noun
a round trip ticket.” SERNER
who left prague as well
headed for the gas.
