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an apartment (on the streets of stalingrad)
by Joseff MaratOn the streets of Stalingrad
through the grey and rubbled halls
in an apartment there's a painting on the wall
dreamy images of Venice
through the streets the water curves
if Kafka had been here he would have put it into words
though the canvas overlayed in orange
a market can be seen and for an
instant you can glimpse some children playing
lovers gently kiss upon the cobbled alleyway
and two friends are smiling at a small cafe
yet what none of them can see
is the soldier looking sad
in a rubbled apartment
on the streets of Stalingrad
once someones home
on the streets of Stalingrad
10/04/2005 Author's Note: I apologize for any historical inaccuracies.
Posted on 10/04/2005
Copyright © 2025 Joseff Marat
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/05/05 at 07:01 PM Being well versed on the Second World War, including the battle of Stalingrad, I really enjoyed your poem. I especially like how you've captured and expressed beauty amid the destruction, as can often be seen in such a situation. Kudos! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/07/05 at 05:35 AM I enjoyed reading this, and see a picture within a picture...very nice |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 10/08/05 at 08:58 PM a lovely capsule of time. touched by a sadness. i love the flow. |
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