the maids here just do it
removing sofa covers
changing them all over
something new the old has to go
washing drying and ironing
on a saturday morning
she goes out to
buy some veggies and spices
the flea
market goes awry on a
saturday
just sit there
and don't smile
nobody seems to mind
what you are
what you do
what you say
just be silent there
pretend
that you do not exist
don't smile don't ever make a sound
and make them think that you are laughing
one maid looks at you
she is young
and intelligent and she is asking
what are you doing
in your computer
she does not think you are lazy and crazy
she is just curious
what is poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem