Mum, But the Jacket

Mum, But the Jacket

Today you didn’t extend
Your left able hand
To embrace me

You didn’t touch my locks
Or lightly clasp my hand
Or notice fashionable jacket
On your youngest son

But just yesterday you buttoned him up
In wordless silence
your one-handed success

Outside the hospital
Since hoarfrost turned into dew
May that change only
Mark your infirmity


Hospital in Giżycko, 28 December 2007