(..................14sept1) Infusion Poem by Max Reif
(..................14sept1) Infusion
I weep at the purity of a little girl
carrying a cup of hot chocolate
carefully across the room.
Her face becomes the face
of all the children I have known.
You need not despair, Humanity.
We speak of making
the world safe for children,
but it is children
who make the world safe for us,
their infusion of innocence
ever freshening our world,
saving it
from the senility and stagnation
of our dark dreams.
my favorite subject is beautifully packaged here! ! ! ! ! ! Children and the protection of them is a passion f mine. You conveyed the innocence and delight a child can bring into the world so wonderfully! ! I am amost at a loss for words.
Max! I had never thought of thinking of things in such a way. Yes, the old cliche of 'children are our future' (Whitney?) put in a much fresher way and sort of reversed. Or sort of not. Hmmn, not sure on that point actually. But I digress. (your fault) . I love this. The initial part is trademark Max - an everyday observation given poignancy of the highest order and thoughts springing forth. The rest doesn't disappoint. Lovely and somehow significant. Thank you. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/2/2024 11:27:30 AM # 1.0.0
Great word painting. Evidence for the safety of the future world demonstrated by the care taken by a child in transporting a cup of cocoa.