Poetry Slam (6) Bear

It was my last bottle.
But when you meet a bear,
you share.
He drank it full throttle.

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(Photographed in Novy Afon, Abkhazia. – But it’s nicer to meet bears who live in freedom.)

About Andreas Moser

Travelling the world and writing about it. I have degrees in law and philosophy, but I'd much rather be a writer, a spy or a hobo.
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10 Responses to Poetry Slam (6) Bear

  1. Cute.

    By the way: the bear seems to wear a collar and looks as if he is chained in some way. He was hopefully treated well by his owner, not just by you.

    • That was the sad part, unfortunately. There were a father and a son who were marketing the bear. They said they had rescued it after the bear mother had died, but who knows.
      I hope the Bear Liberation Front will step in!

  2. Dany Sobeida says:

    Si funciona, el oso estaba con sed.

  3. Andreas, did you take a close look at the neck of the bear: I think, it looks, as if the skin of the bear is bleading.

    • I didn’t see anything like that, although it was of course sad that he was in a collar and a chain.

    • To me it looks as if it is bleeding. Seriously. -Nonetheless, I know one might not recognize everything, and it is difficult to speak out about it when one is just a visiting tourist.

    • I had my hand all over the bear’s back and it was not covered in blood.
      Being a tourist does not prevent me from speaking out. Not speaking Abkhaz or Russian was the real limitation.

    • I did not want to trouble you. I was just starting to get deeply concerned about the bear when I randomly took a close look at the photo yesterday night.
      Of course, not speaking the language is a point when it comes to speaking up.

      Andreas, you are a great travel-writer and an awesome guy.

    • The main lesson from this trip was that I need to learn Russian.

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