CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20192 minRezervuar for a Funeral[REZERVUAR] on my small table this morning at my secret café next to the window with the two dead plants like home and rattan blind I...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minPostcard from Lake OhridMrtva Sabota (Dead Saturday) Even in a cemetery you can't eat without music. The waiter has just set down a plate of grilled meat,...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minThe Hungarians BelieveThe Hungarians believe whatever you dress up as for Halloween, a spirit of that costume stays with you for the following year. Your ghost...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minSo Much More To GraspSo much more to grasp beyond understanding. I write this into each poem and the only reason I write. If you can't keep up with the jazz,...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minOf Everything That Gets LostOf everything that gets lost in a lifetime. Of everything that eventually gets justified. Turned to irony or black humor. Of every way to...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minMyth and the MysticThere are ones who stand on myth and the mystic. There are ones who stand on dream. There are ones who stand on the laws that defy the...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minThis Time I'm YoungerThis time I’m younger, living with my mom at the high-rise, sleeping on her floor. This time we’re not speaking, which is a good thing,...
CRAIG CZURYMar 17, 20191 minThe Fish Are DoingENO BAR (Soncino, Italy) ~ for Paolo Frassini The fish are doing their egg and sperm thing in the canal and the air smells like lunch,...