Zurich

by Boris Kokotov


By taking the different direction one man
delivered his people to a bloody swamp.
Another had a dream that became a reality
show. Arguably the speed track to saint
hood was reserved for somebody else.

Prior to the Great War, Lenin and Tzara
used to play chess in a small cafe here
in Zurich, Switzerland – the country that
had neither a ruler to topple nor poetry
to reinvent. No word on who was winning.

It is tempting to treat history as anecdote –
so much easier to memorize the names.
Facts? They can be advanced on demand
by some college professor or a tour guide.
Dadaistic approach is less damaging after all.

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