Every year the frogs get in our pool.
Each night, a grinding chorus,
throaty and pleasing, through the window
as night falls…[continue reading at Visitant Literary Journal]
Filed under Filling The Night by Tai Woodville
Tagged as Filling The Night, Tai Carmen, Ursula
So lovely. One of my favorite Tai Carmen poems!
You’re sweet. 🙂
Great poem, what a gem Ursula is. She reminds me of my long-gone aunts with their amazing stories of Germany and that wonderful accent! You ended it perfectly.
Thank you!!! 🙂
I actually took Ursula down because it was a new poem and I wasn’t sure about it, but because you’ve mentioned it so favorably, I’ll just post it here – a secret comments poem 😉
by Tai Carmen
Our next door neighbor has hair as white as bone,
as fine as insects’ wings;
the simplicity of shepherds
and the shyness of schoolboys, his glasses, thick as ice cubes,
making him look far away.
He lives with his mother – oak-ancient, and gnome-small –
who tells us — when she catches us getting the mail — about her time as a nurse
in Nazi Germany;
small bright eyes like currents burnt into the film of flesh,
her hair finer and whiter than her son’s.
Each month she says she’s dying —
even held her own funeral last year, inviting everyone, saying,
“I neva meesed a pahty.”
She is probably the only person I will ever hear utter the phrase:
“Zee van goot sing Heetla eva deed for me…”
Standing in slippers and a bathrobe
in the middle of the road she tells us how she was in school to be a dancer,
when Hitler told her father — a high ranking general —
that his daughter’s future would be better as a nurse. And she agrees,
telling us –old mouth working overtime — how she once took a prisoner of war
out on the town; giving him fresh clothes and sneaking him out
to eat and dance and flirt and laugh and — who knows —
maybe kiss in the moonlight, the world poised
at the edge of destruction.
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