The Famous Literary Group

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We are

one of the very few literary groups who cares more of a bottle of Jack than of you. Yet, you are here going through the work of such people. And the sights are heavy on you; and it is not sights of understanding. But you do not look away for that you believe in the correctness of your doing; the attention is merely surreal - and the response is indifference; and y are famous* - sippin’ Jack with us.

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And there the tree stems, as magnificent as an old deer, peacocking with wide tall green crown and glossy leaves

rooted in soil as the famous castle

and one can hear the air humming through and the branches crack simultaneously with the hearts and the bones and the teeth… And the antlers

The tendency to explore, the desire to understand, and the need to sound, predestines you to wonder, to contemplate, and to accept the feeling, for a glass of a whiskey., It is not the glass that makes the whiskey, it is the journey from the field to the bottle., You prepare a fermentation set, out of the nicest and strongest wood, you throw in grounded corn; rye and malted barley, then add some yeast, brown sugar and hot water., The fermentation gives off a strong odour, but you love it., You keep it in the basement, away from the sun., You keep it at 34 C, To favour the yeast., After three days of the fermentation, you separate the pulp from the juice., You assemble your distillation set, distillation flask; burner; condensation pipe, thermometer; collection flask., you got 100 litres of fermented corn; rye; malted barley, you got same sized whiskey barrel, but the volume of the distillation flask, is 2 litres., The distilling is a slow process., The thermometer shows 80 C, ethanol is sliding down the condensation pipe, you watch every drip., First batch is ready, your chest is tingling., You pick the shiniest glass, give it the unnecessary wipe, include a few ice cubes, and pour it in., You feel the connection with the glass, with the basement, and yourself., You are in a sacred place, your whiskey is on the table, you take it in your palm, you smell it., It is the finest drink, thirty seconds old., It tastes like distilled port wine, just super strong, emphasized with a subtle flavour of the brown sugar., The Drink with The Journey., ** The End **

Foreword

The Famous Translations

Pregnancy Test

Written in: Vienna, 2020; Translated in: Karlovy Vary, 2021

it seems like I should remind you of
what our ancestors fought for
of course
why would you listen to me
when being preoccupied by the little cigar
enjoying it especially after a few sips of beer
oh jee
really a lot

there used to be people who put their necks on the line
for those moments of yours
women and men used to be leaving for eternity
maybe along the same railway
at which you are waiting for your girlfriend to arrive
eating a chocolate biscuit
and looking forward to the weekend at the cottage

the weekend past
a dog has just shit at the doorstep of Dejvicka 817/9 street
and you are laughing at the man who is picking the poop up
while buying a pregnancy test
prying for it being negative
to not be doomed
when there is the Czech flag slowly fading away
and you repent for your indifference

Source:
Těhotenskej test

Pretty Girl

Written in: Melbourne, 2020; Translated in: Karlovy Vary, 2021

one day your flaming eyes are to be
mixed into others.

i count on it. –

the incurred pain is also a gate to piece
if you walk through it wisely
you learn
that a man is world-wise
first and foremost by himself
and secondly a member of the society:

such knowledge has dignity
courage, determination
humour
and style –

after all,
there are too many real wars
to care of those little ones.

but i will always be pursuing you
you are a pretty girl

Source:
Seš moc hezká