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N.A. Bowie: Glasgow, UK + Alistair Catterall: Nottingham, UK + Laura Solomon: Nelson, New Zealand + Mario Susko: New York, USA
Mankind’s Huge Mistakes
Tired, I was walking home from work.
The air was humid but warm.
I was overstressed and lonely.
I saw a man and a woman standing
At the corner of the street. They looked
So happy and so close together.
Through my mind there went disturbing images of
The Vietnamese war,
The Challenger flight, 73 seconds long,
The fire of Chernobyl,
The destruction of Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
The Srebrenitsa massacre,
The concentration camps in occupied Europe,
The collapse of Twin Towers and
The murder of the kids of the Russian Tsar.
The real solid truth that makes sense is
The man holding his woman in his arms
In the tranquility of the night.
Distorted mind can
Taming sick memories
Is not that easy.
The endless ugly
War is still haunting.
The tracks of my tank
Used to ruin lives.
Shaking hands with devil
Was not a big deal.
Guilt pushed me
Across the ocean.
Is still playing tricks.
He remembered dancing in the rain in Prague
The rain came after several weeks of unbearable heat
He remembered working as a cashier in the superstore when he was eighteen
A young woman was checking out and all she bought was two bras –
one was pink and the other was white
He blushed because it was the first time he touched a bra
He remembered the disappointment he experienced when he saw a man kissing
his brother’s wife in a parking lot not far from his home
He remembered his trip to the top of a Twin Tower in Manhattan in 1994
The elevator took him to the 107th floor in 60 seconds
He remembered his favourite show Boston Legal
He remembered swimming in the pool of Sheraton hotel in Downtown Toronto
Snowflakes were falling on his face because half of the pool had no roof
He remembered the white sand at the Black Sea coast not far from Albena
He remembered the lights in the surgery room and the voice of the anaesthetist
He remembered the taste of lime honey
He remembered the pain after he fell off his bicycle in the village and hurt his elbow
That summer he was ten
He remembered the name of his first grade teacher
He remembered his mother’s dress in the old black and white photograph framed by his father
He remembered the rainbow above Niagara Falls on a sunny day in the spring of 2000
He did not remember the color of her eyes
Sometimes I rush
To relax and pretend
That I am in Europe.
I enjoy the trip
And count down
Hours and miles
That separate me from
My sweet Toronto.
A drop of water
Crawls down the bathroom wall,
Leaving a clear streak,
Like a tear on my cheek.
One heart plus
One heart makes
Three pieces, because
One of the hearts is