(Poland,1989) <br /> <br />Grey clouds in early May, <br />a hint or threat of rain. <br />Beyond the tracks a lane, <br />a bench along the way. <br /> <br />Night watchmen, empty tins <br />of bargain lager, stars <br />in smoke, East German cars <br />with soot on their tail fins. <br /> <br />A little further on— <br />unheard of graves, hedgerows, <br />and flocks of hooded crows <br />delighting in the dawn. <br /><br />Leo Yankevich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-death-of-communism/
