RIC BASTASA Grandmother Poems

wearing a short hair
a smile
her hands clasped
she sits beside her
...

at 90
grandma was left alone
sometime in
1970
...

it is this absurdity of choosing words
for a nice handiwork

knitting some fairies in some mathematical colors of threads
...

she knows what fine clothes are
and how jewelries are worn
and shown on special occasions
she knows what parties fit
...