Surveillance Notes

In Sweden, they whispered all winter,

counting the frozen minutes.

In France, they branched out. Tips of experience.

In England, they dreamed of Ireland.

In Ireland they seemed to be lonely.

Germany was Belgium then was Spain.

Italy was something else again.

Portugal, Portugal, Portugal:

they said that a lot because they never went back.

Later in Hungary, he lay on his back

and watched the clouds — so few of them

but each one big and fluffy. In the first dream

the angel was having a dream; in the next dream

the angel still clung to his story.