There was a red-haired man who had no eyes or ears.
Neither did he have any hair, so he was called red-haired theoretically.
He couldn't speak, since he didn't have a mouth. Neither did he have a nose.
He didn't even have any arms or legs. He had no stomach and he had no back and he had no spine and he had no innards whatsoever. He had nothing at all!
Therefore there's no knowing whom we are even talking about.
In fact it's better that we don't say any more about him.
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Is quite difficult for me to understand what Danill is saying in his poems because i am not completely in his political context. But in this case i think that he is telling children his own storie. he write the poem in 37 and die in 42. He was banned to write so he was with no voice. He was without anything. The color of the air is more one of the things that bringhs me this thought. Becouse to be red means inferior level in the society.
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I just love this poem. I wonder why someone deleted the comment I made when I first found it last summer.
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OKay. Weird. Silly too, in an odd sort of way, but somehow a lot of fun to read.
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um......wow.....this guy is one deep meaningful guy......i read this in english clas and another poem by him and both freaked the hell out of me.....the other one was about a guy eating his toenail...talk about freak....i culd see this guy rocking back and forth in a straight jacke tin some mental intsitution
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Well well...what did I click on this for then?
Some poem. People should write more of these. 
Thanks for promoting.
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That really reminded me of Eugene Ionesco's "The Bald Soprano" It was a play that he did for the theatre of the absurd. They were really big on existentialism. I thought it was strange, but interesting. Pretty cool.
~*~Jes
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