Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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I miss Havana, Cuba, friends there
the sense of art being primary
sacrifice for a higher ethereal good
a permanent psychical revolution
proven in the furnace of affliction
more than 50 years wandering
on an eschatological Sinai peninsula
enduring heat, toil, scarcity, complaints
abandonment, sand in the eyes
until victory or death: the promised land
utopia, marriage with waiting virgins
oil in their lamps, then the end coming
gloriously in proof, when we die.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. November 11, 2011 Costa Rica