Here Poem by Grace Paley


Rating: 3.0

Here I am in the garden laughing
an old woman with heavy breasts
and a nicely mapped face

how did this happen
well that's who I wanted to be

at last a woman
in the old style sitting
stout thighs apart under
a big skirt grandchild sliding
on off my lap a pleasant
summer perspiration

that's my old man across the yard
he's talking to the meter reader
he's telling him the world's sad story
how electricity is oil or uranium
and so forth I tell my grandson
run over to your grandpa ask him
to sit beside me for a minute I
am suddenly exhausted by my desire
to kiss his sweet explaining lips.

Karen Sinclair 25 October 2012

Just perfect......this sets the scene in my minds eye of my past and future in equal measures.....wonderful...

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Alistair Graham 25 October 2013

Here I am now looking forward to retirement after reading this poem.

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Liliana ~el 25 October 2013

Very sweet How time has passed Reflecting

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 25 October 2014

This is the love sitting on the old and bulky branch cooing and oozing love so nice

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 25 October 2014

Here is a beautiful poem of love and it is so interesting.The old age the beauty of life all is nice.

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Ben In Seattle 19 November 2019

Who wouldn't want to be Grace Paley? An old woman able to look back at a full life of activism: laying down on fifth avenue in NY to block a military parade during a war, climbing fences to protest weapons of mass destruction, being investigated by the FBI and labelled a " communist" .

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Susan Williams 07 July 2016

Absolutely love this unexpected piece of sheer unadulterated joy-in-life poetry! It makes me want to meet the wonderful woman in this poem! ! ! I have to treasure this!

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 07 July 2016

Feelings are personal; Intimate and genuine; Thoughts are natural, fresh and candid; Meaning is profound and touching; Picture painted with all that is simply superb. Congrats for being the POD. X

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 July 2016

Identity! ! That's who i wanted to be. Thanks for sharing.

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Karen Sinclair 25 October 2014

Silly me. I'm in tears. What a perfectly formed piece of writing. I could see this picture so clearly and wanted to step in and smile. This is how poetry should be. Uncontrived, honest, beautifully put, welcoming, intimate and with a twist at the end to gather a smile.

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Grace Paley

Grace Paley

Bronx, New York
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