Arthur Koestler (author) in
London
His bright gaze leers into my
young face
curiosity crinkling his
wrinkly eyes
I was beautiful but unaware
of it
I thought he was handsome but
old
You're shy, he says directly
with a smile.
Earls Court, magical in a
dreary way
To a colonial seeking
something else
Never much to eat, my student
friends hungry
But Arthur had food to share
around
Vodka, bread, salami, oh how
delicious
Do you know my definition of
shyness?
I shook my head not knowing
what to say
It's the inability to think
of anything but yourself
Shock treatment for this
innocent abroad
Remembrance of Koestler, long
deceased.
Isha Wagner is a New Zealand
poet. She has resided in many countries including Iceland, Libya, India, and
Australia. She read some of her work at
the VIII International Poetry Festival held in Granada, Nicaragua, in February
2012. She has had three collections of poetry published.
it is beautiful when some one admired can have such a profound influence that their memory never leaves us. A lovely tribute to undoubtly a great poet and a wise man Isha. I will remember what he taught you. Blessings, Connie
ReplyDeleteI read some of his books and imagine that he was an urbane, old-school gentleman. Your poem is very nice!
ReplyDeleteNice poem, Isha. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Isha,
ReplyDeleteI don't drink, but I love salami!
~Davidf