Anna Swirszczynska

(1909 - 1984 / Warsaw)

The Same Inside - Poem by Anna Swirszczynska

Walking to your place for a love fest
I saw at a street corner
an old beggar women.
I took her hand,
kissed her delicate cheek,
we talked, she was
the same inside as I am,
from the same kind,
I sensed this instantly
as a dog knows by scent
another dog.
I gave her money,
I could not part from her.
After all, one needs
someone who is close.
And then I no longer knew
why I was walking to your place.


Comments about The Same Inside by Anna Swirszczynska

  • Gold Star - 16,073 Points * Sunprincess * (5/30/2014 6:52:00 PM)

    ...........suppose this is why they say birds of a feather flock together....great write... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Ela Tutajewicz (7/9/2009 8:41:00 AM)

    So simple, yet so beautiful. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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