Friday, September 6, 2013


The unwritten Warsaw
ballet remains unwritten
until return.

– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2013)

A contribution to Haiku Heights and ballet.

I'd promised myself that I would write one poem a day during my recent trip to Warsaw, Poland, and failed miserably. My diary contains entries from just two days out of four, and these are just notes on what happened or what I saw, nothing that could be called a poem. Of course, there are many valid excuses: lack of time alone, tiredness after lengthy excursions in Warsaw and other places in Poland, etc. You can't always write what you want, to quote the Rolling Stones.
However, I liked Poland so much that I'm ready to return any time, so that there is a chance that the Warsaw ballet will be written some day after all...


Anonymous said...

Nicely done

Anonymous said...

Could also be a post for "teacher" on HH. You teach with your words.;-)

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

You have your memories of your trip. Scribble them somewhere so that you don't forget. Someday that unwritten poem will be written.

The Old Teacher Weeps