Love poem – Maria Miraglia / Translated: Joanna Kalinowska

Poem by Maria Miraglia

 

Love poem

It’s late afternoon.
It’s raining
Closed Windows
Protect from the wind outside

From time to time
Thunder sound
He pulls me out of his dementia.
Gra Radio
Giving old songs
And Light Veil melancholy
He sneaks into my heart

Boredom causes
That I was wandering around
Desolate
This time of day
I sit at my desk.
And my sight goes
Inside Drawer
Right next to me
Closed for a long time

Suddenly I feel the need
To look inside her.
Where little things
Documents and old photographs
They’re neatly organized.
There is also a letter
Complex
Like in anticipation
Someone who’ll look at it.

It’s a poem.
Love poem
Written long ago
I read it and read it.
Again and again
While unexpected tears start
With free
Wear my face

Did I forget him?

Thinking of him
I can hear the doorbell.
Drained my tears
And I’m going to open it.

 


Translated: Joanna Kalinowska

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