Valery Kourinsky

02.20.99

COUNTRY-SOUL

 

Where is opinions root,
where stem of our saying?..
Oh, there is underground
in our soul-country,
there is conspirators
to be uncover,
and doubts to be transformed,
to be re-educated.

Politics of inner worlds.
Mass-media of supressed feelings.
TV of bewildered imaginations.
Cyberspace of ever young hopes.
Strikes of simple sensations,
demanding genuine truth
from the Body of Assessments.
And Kurds cries around the Greece Ambassies
of occasions, of coincidences, of hazards.
Weather forecasting of culture beginning with "wether".
Radio jamming of consciousness.
Meeting after meeting one after the other
on the Trafalgar square self-coronations.

And diplomacy of search for support
of Self,
for latent abutment
underneath the being-in-love.

What is it, that transformation of strength into weakness?
Of the sought into the found?..
Is this greatly praised love?
Or a simple ruse of devil?
Or an obvious argument for impossibility of ideal things
within the vessel of the humanity?

I used to see a dream
where I have
let the jinn out of our corked up world,
but jinn turned out to be
a day-to-day cheapie of vanity and pain