AK (September 30,1988 / Poland)

In The Park

She sits in the park. Her clothes are out of date.
Two children whine and bicker, tug her skirt.
A third draws aimless patterns in the dirt
Someone she loved once passed by – too late

to feign indifference to that casual nod.
“How nice” et cetera. “Time holds great surprises.”
From his neat head unquestionably rises
a small balloon…”but for the grace of God…”

They stand a while in flickering light, rehearsing
the children’s names and birthdays. “It’s so sweet
to hear their chatter, watch them grow and thrive, ”
she says to his departing smile. Then, nursing
the youngest child, sits staring at her feet.
To the wind she says, “They have eaten me alive.”

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Your peom is beautiful. I was very saddened with how you talked about it as your own experience in life and i can relate. I love how you have involved the way you think about who peoples thoguhts towards you. The ryhmes were subtle but affective. I liked it! Vanity is a sin and you have broadend that with your experience of it! Good un!
To hate for no reason at all, would be the sadest thing. Knowing that to reason is simply to try to make something positive out of something one does not understand. To live in fear and to be treated like dirt, controlled and manipulated. No reasons to hate, but one would. There is never enough reason to hate. For when we do, we only bring the pain on ourselves. I like this poem very much. Hugs Jan
Very interesting piece. Not sure I get it completely. Why would you deserve hat for no reason at all?