Our Childhood

Our Childhood

To sister Grazia

Our childhood
Aroma of wild raspberries
Discovered admiringly
In wood undergrowth

The pulse of Mazurian soil
The silvery ripple of waves
Walks with firtrees
Autumn palette on hills

Our childhood
Precipitous snowdrifts
Easily swallowing
Into cold vacuum of
Snowy body

The joy of spring
Appletree by the window
Most glorious bouquet
Of orchard entering into room

Our childhood
Our good mother
At her chores
Steady care on her forehead

And fluffy cakes
The gift from her
Busy hands

July 2001