the start of the war—

Through bare branches I spy on
my neighbors’ houses

                             Spring evening.

                             The wheel of a troop carrier

                             crushes a lizard.

                                
                                       
                                                     Young grasses ...
                                                     A mountain bleeds from a helmet
                                                     full of dreams

~ ~ Dimitar Anakiev

"Abstrakt".  Artist:  Maria Kondimäe.