Cafe Angelika Revisited

by Robert Karaszi

Twilight’s saffron haze reduced to memory
as light strengthens its spars over the horizon
silhouetted gossamer, woven upon ash wood and hedge
taut like strings on a violin

from my terrace down;
closely packed houses, roof tops
gnawing at the pith of the air, where starlings wings
stretch for sunshine through eastward glints

I recall factories and windmills,
wheeling under huddled clouds
across the contoured path of the Danube
where low tide exposes rockweed, tangled like knotted hair

I remember omnibuses nosing northward
towards Cafe Angelika; over mocha layered crepes
the first kiss gleaned from your lips,
revived this weary traveler

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In 1990 Robert Karaszi worked as a lyricist, singer/song writer for an independent record label
where he also freelanced as a writer for upcoming artists. Today he leans towards writing
more traditional poetry. Currently he resides in New Jersey and has spoken at many poetry readings
and various events.