This morning I was out at the letter box
when I heard loud voices across the fence.
A young man had gone down the steps
in a hurry, carrying a suitcase.
An older woman was at the top of the steps,
sending insults down to her young boarder.
The man took it on the chin, I thought,
packing his bags in his loyal, silver car.
He exercised his right of reply to her
in a calm voice of controlled anger,
knowing it was eviction without notice
when he had another day at the office.
He said something that still haunts me:
'You are just greedy, taking all my money! '
- 9 June,2016.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes a small snapshot of a situation in life, whether it be something simply said or done, can curiously haunt us for a long while after. I enjoyed your poem Michael.
Thanks for calling in, Simone. The phrase I can't forget is ' taking all my money ' Sad, but true. Michael..