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La poétesse


(for Sally Sellers)


Like a fading piece of cloth
I am a failure


No longer do I cover tables filled with food and laughter
My seams are frayed my hems falling my strength no longer able
To hold the hot and cold


I wish for those first days
When just woven I could keep water
From seeping through
Repelled stains with the tightness of my weave
Dazzled the sunlight with my


I grow old though pleased with my memories
The tasks I can no longer complete
Are balanced by the love of the tasks gone past


I offer no apology only
this plea:


When I am frayed and strained and drizzle at the end
Please someone cut a square and put me in a quilt
That I might keep some child warm


And some old person with no one else to talk to
Will hear my whispers


And cuddle


Ici : https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/nikki-giovanni