‘Karlovo Náměstí’ by David Toms

straightlines and frameworks
farm work of the future
the guts of the city
an army of endnotes
referencing
cholera
and its consequences
chronologic coldness
charitable interpretations
a costume for the past, worn
once
twice

at tram stops
in metro stations
at Lazarská
I wait
cold, pizza in hand
for the 57, the 59
not for the first time

whether the sun is rising or the sky is falling
I pass Ignatius Loyola on Charles Square
think of my bed, curtainless windows
& slip to sleep

From issue #3: autumn/winter 2016

About the Author
David Toms currently lives in Norway. Originally from Waterford, he lived in Cork from 2006-2015 where he studied, taught, and worked before moving to Prague. His poetry has appeared in a wide variety of magazines and journals. His first collection, Soma | Sema, was published in 2012.