HER MOTHER'S SMILE
The blindfolded
knife thrower
listened to the squeak
of the turning wheel
releasing the blade
when she had turned
180 degrees
a flash of sliver embedded
itself between her legs
"Gasp! "
gasp the audience.
He was blind.
The blindfold was only
for the audience.
got her pregnant
in ‘69
but she ran away
with the trapeze artist
the one with the one leg
longer than the other
leaving the blind
knife thrower
after the last show.
She died in 1972
her daughter misses her
The mother
she hardly knew
Except for the photos
and the odd yellowed review.
The blind knife thrower
still cries for her
leaves a white rose
on her grave
year after year
without fail.
The trapeze artist never really cared.
People often tell her
that her mother will never be dead
as long as she's alive.
She smiles
with her mother's smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting tale.