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February 27, 2009 by · No comments

Joy Ladin

A variation on “Ein Leben,” by Dan Pagis

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I’m standing at the window,
a young woman, I can’t remember what age
or so my slumping shoulders say

to the child fading behind me,

staring up at the slender
spire of mother
who still from his angle

shimmers a little, growing slowly toward him

like an icicle above his head.
By now he must know
I won’t answer him.

I wonder if sometimes

he holds me in his hands,
wondering what it is I wanted,
what expression he would see

if I turned my head.

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