I saw the seat
Where we sat, we two
To catch a breath or few
After therapy
The sun still shone on the
seat
Where we discussed the hue
Of the deco house across the
rue
Brown!
I saw now that the seat
agreed
Allowing the sun to paint it silvery
grey
Smirking at the house, as if to
say
Glad I'm not you!
Do you remember, Seat
When we discussed what the cartoneros
do?
Ramshackle houses of orange and
blue
Chemo purple and red
The seat reminded me
We'd made origami flowers
To while away the hours
At Oncology
You must remember us, Seat
Miss Alice and Miss Jane
(We'd left our parasols at home -
again)
Ladies!
The world paused at the seat
In our sunfrocks, that of my
mother
Hers, going back another
Worlds apart
Now side by side
Residing
I walked past the seat
It would have been weird
If I had stopped and stared
Move on,
Sister!
What an amazing poem! Made my heart go all fuzzy!
ReplyDeleteAlso well impressed with your bilingual post --- everything sounds so much more romantic in Spanish. I'm definitely up for some local cartoneros action. There's just not enough of that sort of thing happening anymore with everyone doing digital. By the way, I got a special request: can you post some pics with you in them? Want to see your beautiful face again!
I hear you sister. it bought it all back to me to. you were one of the origami flower makers. i was the perfect thing to do! Sigh...i wish i was so much more fluent in Spanish, it is such a sexy language....and my halting attempts just don't do it justice. hopefully time and the total immersion will fix that. Just posted some pics of covers i painted, will take more pics of books on the shelves. so we are totally ready to set up the NZ chapter....now for some famous authors (also) to publish. What's Witi up to nowdays...? i'm going to take some photos of my students and i to post on the blog...so some mug shots of yours truely coming up. you can see how Long my hair has got.! not! un gran abrazo y beso para vos!
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