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Yes, Quite.
by Grace Paley from Begin Again: Collected Poems (Farrar Straus Giroux).


Here I am in the garden laughing
an old woman with heavy breasts
and a nicely mapped face
how did this happen
well that's who I wanted to be
at last a woman
in the old style sitting
stout thighs apart under
a big skirt grandchild sliding
on off my lap a pleasant
summer perspiration
that's my old man across the yard
he's talking to the meter reader
he's telling him the world's sad story
how electricity is oil or uranium
and so forth I tell my grandson
run over to your grandpa ask him
to sit beside me for a minute I
am suddenly exhausted by my desire
to kiss his sweet explaining lips

(a missive from maeyan, stuck at work while I sniffle and sneeze at home.)



2002-10-18 10:22 am (UTC) (Link)

I love her fiction but never really saw any of her poems. That one is GORGEOUS, thank you! And so completely her, from what I know of her.


2002-10-18 01:47 pm (UTC) (Link)


That is beautiful. I have never heard of her before, thank you for the introduction. :-)