She gave up her career
the Borscht Belt
glamorous dresses and sexy heels
victory rolls and applause
exchanged for family
we all knew it
but there was no resentment
her music was DNA shared freely
she sang with breakfast
It’s
so easy to say good morning
her voice put me to sleep at night
just
a baby’s prayer at twilight
as if all of life were a Broadway musical
that would resolve to a happy ending
the world was full of trouble
I grew up knowing that well
danger lurked everywhere
danger lurked everywhere
in the streets near our tenement
her house was always safe
I would sit at her kitchen bench
while she cooked in a frilly apron
laughing at her own jokes
percolating an endless pot of coffee
and above all
singing songs in a rich vibrato
all about war, love and the endless river.
Lovely evocative poem.
ReplyDeletefabulous poem
ReplyDeleteWonderful way of putting things!
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