Sunday, May 12, 2019

We Are All Characters in a Russian Novel - poem

Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com

We Are All Characters in a Russian Novel

Our steppes and birch woods are metaphorical
And so are we - who has not seen himself
In youth as the innocent Alyosha
Or in bad days as Dimitri or Ivan

Grushenka at times, and pale Katya too
The Grand Inquisitor at our dark worst
Old Karamazov lusting after Death
Foul Smerdyakov descending cellar stairs

Or gypsy dancers in a rented room
Rolling Polish officers for their pay


But who could ever be Father Zosima?

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