Jan Palach

I'm taking it all with me - the metallic sighs,
the light that decides to        itself after such
displays of rain, the puddle I once saw
in the             of Vsetaty, and how, as I approached,
my body locked -         a physical kind of
thinking, for what seemed a shallow         of water
might go a dozen          down, (it was possible,
I had heard of                  ), but still I stepped,
expecting bottom
                   a bloom of bubbles trailed
from a                 mouth         I worsted
                       so this is
    the surface
                                  receded until

This poem comes from a longer work about the Czechoslovakian college student Jan Palach and the Prague Spring.

Elizabeth Onusko’s poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and published in 42opus, burntdistrict, The Collagist, Verse Daily, Poetry East, and Bellevue Literary Review, among others. Her chapbook, The Prague Winter, is available from Finishing Line Press.

I'm taking it all with me - the metallic sighs,