Five Stanzas for Hemingway by Maximilian Speicher

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“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits.”—Ernest Hemingway: A Moveable Feast


Ocean waves wash gently along the beach, where
spanned between two sea⸗almonds hangs a hammock.
Pearl-white seashore. Paradise. It awaits but
          no-one is coming.

Parrots fly in circles around the island,
calling. Rose-ringed parakeets sit on branches,
dreaming. Earth’s most beautiful birds await but
          no-one is watching.

Under palm trees, quietly, stands a food cart,
empty. Piles of surfboards behind a straw hut.
Foamy waves yell eagerly. They await but
          no-one is surfing.

From the trees hang coconuts, mangos, star fruits,
figs, and pears; sapotes, pommes⸗cythère, papayas,
plums and limes. Earth’s tastiest food awaits but
          no-one is eating.

Inland, there’s a waterfall, just behind the
rusty Nissen hut overgrown by vines and
moss and orchids. Paradise. It is here but
          no-one is coming.


Maximilian Speicher (https://www.maxspeicher.com) is a designer who writes, mostly sitting on his balcony in Barcelona, watching his orange trees grow. Although he’s been writing poetry on and off for many years, he only recently started submitting it. His first published poems have appeared in Impspired and Otoliths Magazine, and more are forthcoming in The Avalon Literary Review and The Disappointed Housewife.