Nurse In Evergreen Of Absence Poem by Paul Hartal

Nurse In Evergreen Of Absence



My nurse, my blessed nurse
In evergreen of absence
You breast-fed me, nurtured me
But now my confidence is shaken
My tranquillity vanished, taken.

I extend my arms toward you
Please, lift me up, hold me tight
Yet you just stand in the square
As I cry and weep to no avail
No matter how much I kick the air
I beg: Lift me up, hold me right
All in vain, a rope of sand
You are firm, ignore my plight.

I cry and scream and kick in rage
Still undeterred you stand your place
But now why rivers of tears pour down
From your eyes over your face?

Then in faltering steps slowly
You walk toward the gate, it’s open
There you stop, framed and frozen.
Only the flowers on your dress elate
Dance and stream in the balmy breeze
As poplars whisper secrets to armadas
Of loudly singing southern cicadas.

You stare at me for a long time from the gate
Before turning on your heels to a formless form
Disappearing fast in the shadows of the alley
Like a butterfly, swept away by a nightly storm.

I never saw you again.

O my nurse, my sweet nurse
In evergreen of absence.

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