Everything starts with it, language
(mama's face and sweet words) turning, crawling, walking
(mama's hand and encouragement) eating, playing, wanting
(mama's example and commentary) sand, water, wind, wood and fire
(heaven and earth) animals, cars, construction cranes
(the world) school, listening, practising
(teachers and reading) practising and practising
(expertise) until my attention slides smoothly
(like a fish in water) through the matter
(mastery)
With people, it is different
(they are like me) they scatter my energy
(in changing rain) from clouds of love
I took the girl with me to Lexington
At the bus station we ate peacefully
a snack from the vending machine
and I bought her a ticket
for the 11-hour ride to Chicago
Maybe I saved her
sixteen years old, hitchhiking
on a dark Kentucky road
going to say hello to her grandma
she said, and I still worry about her
Poem 2138 Amsterdam, 2019-03-08 Red Haired Hitchhiker (edval) - 2019 Poem (AllPoetry.com, March 7th, 2019) Collection: Half The Work Tribute to: Edval ("warreng58")
A passer-by asks:
Where from? Where to? I walk on --
with him, in silence.
Een passant vraagt: Waar-
Ein Passant fragt: Wo-
vandaan? Waarheen? Ik loop mee --
her? Wohin? Ich gehe mit --
met hem, stilzwijgend.
ihm weiter, schweigend.
Poem H1734 Amsterdam, 2017-07-10 Many strangers walked along the path (Frida Vogels) - 1994 Verse "Langs 't pad liepen veel vreemden", published in the collection "De harde kern" - 3 ("The hard core" - 3, part III [Ennio]), and in "Diary 1954-1957" (2005) - November 7th, 1955, Milan Collection: ThereFrom Tribute to: Vogels, Frida