Traffic. to ray bradbury

               

                To Ray Bradbury
 
                A  self-confided driver, a hero,
                you are as a captain for us,
                be transferred from  this passing era
                to Bradbury’s Marsian grass.

                The captains are staying on bridges,
                and talking to the sea- gulls with the sails
                about the pilot courageous
                of new and impossible days.

                Water, you keep your scare
                as verge of a cosmic press,
                who would be disastrous to dare
                and the exquisite secret to guess?

                Oh you ,dear captains are able
                to rule over tempests  and calm,
                and magnetize spiritual  leptons,
                thus jollying  the  symbols of charm!

                A child! How  naive is your graphics,
                your signs of Star Avenue –
                a dream of Cosmopolis’  traffic:
                religion both ancient and new!