Poem by Miroslav Holub

A boy's head

In it there is a space-ship
and a project
for doing away with piano lessons

And there is
Noah's ark,
which shall be first.

And there is
an entirely new bird
an entirely new hare
an entirely new [bumble-bee.

There is a river
that flows upwards

There is a multiplication table

There is anti-matter

And it just cannot be trimmed.

I believe
that only what cannot be trimmed
is a head

There is much promise
in the circumstance
that so many people have heads.

Miroslav Holub