Shabir Ahmad writes

DALI DREAMS OF JOSEPH K.

In the elastic time of plastic memory

Desperate fingers hang melting watches

From the branches of fruit-lorn trees

Marking evanescence in a universe

That refuses to stand on its only leg

But instead tumbles, falls, rolls down

All the way to apathia, athambia, aphasia

In which all the pleas, all the prayers

Are reduced to the stammer of a radio

Out of station or a bee buzzing around

A pomegranate with Tigers caught 

Roaring mid-air, helplessly before the Law

Whose parable is lost on the only one

It was meant to serve while he roams

And rages and rebels and riles and then

With a head on a block dies, "Like a dog!"

 

Soft Construction with Boiled Beans (Premonition of Civil War) -- Salvador Dalí

 

 The Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory -- Salvador Dalí

Franz Kafka -- Jaroslav Rona

Shabir Ahmad writes

 SONNET

Shall I put on the gossamer wings of mine

And fly across cold mountains of reason

That keep away from me that valley fine

Where time ripens into such sweet season

That each moment is a seductive fruit

Promising taste of uncharted desires

That'd all senses to slavery recruit

And stoke passions to such unruly fires

Which'd melt down the artificial heaven

And raise up, stone after diligent stone

A new temple for the Empyrean;

Forge a new stairway to the vast unknown?

Or should I call back horses to their stalls;

Content - nothing exists beyond these walls?
 
 Heaven -- Akiane Kramarik