Zástupy

 

…from the quills of the dead white poets

Karel Toman (18771946)

Když přijde jaro

a na stromech je květ,

my chudá pakáž

chcem odjakživa znovu dělit svět.

Jsme celé moře,

jsme hmota a jsme sen

a slunce svítí

milostí boží i nám do oken.

Na slunce vyjdem,

když na stromech je květ.

My chudá pakáž

chcem odjakživa znovu dělit svět.

Náš sen je věčný,

náš život vteřina.

A každá matka

s životem novým sen náš počíná.

About Paul Jacko

Jacko was born in Czechoslovakia not long before the communist putsch in February 1948. He studied industrial chemistry there and left in 1969 for Australia, where he became a lawyer and established his own practice. He has now retired and beside hunting, fishing, camping, prospecting and playing golf he amuses himself by writing.
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