Blind Migration
to a broad-hipped woman
whose arms will love to caress.
She will disappoint the man
who will expect a boy.
They will celebrate together on Friday nights,
pour the wine, carve the bread.
A young man will plan to wed her on a Sunday,
but instead, together
they will depart into the Dachau dawn.
-- Staci Jacobson
6 comments:
So simple, yet so moving. Exquisite in the most poignant sense.
What a beautiful piece or art! And such lovely words.
Thanks for sharing:)
Thank you Lise and Sarah for your kind comments on my friend Staci's poem!
Lis
Thank you so much, Lise and Sarah for your kind commentary - much appreciated!
Thank you so much, Lis, for publishing my poem on your blog!
That poem is wonderful.
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