Zywa Roses and sweat

Under the table, no one
gets in the way with giant shoes
my world can exist there --
until dinner

the houses, roads and construction projects
with all the thoughts of the people
I can read and answer --
with new plans

In the summer there are tables in the garden
with clips on the long cloths
swaying in the light of the wind --
my tent after dinner

which was small and dark at first
full of adults' legs
but cheerful with their voices --
my other world

I stroke the dry grass
clear ways for the ants
and breathe the strange air --
of roses and sweat

Poem 2960
Amsterdam, 2020-04-25

Abandoned tables (Juane Xue)
Collection: Imprints Masks 
Keyword: Realism 
Tribute to: Xue, Juane 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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