The world according to Evie
Evie thinks I come from Russia.
Spinning the globe, she points to Siberia.
'There. Russia. Bushka will go
back there, where she comes from.'
Evie says the cat that visits
when I visit is my cat, from Russia also,
and she tells her mum: 'At home in Russia,
Bushka feeds her kitties from her titties.
Because they are her babies,' she adds sagely,
with a knowing nod.
I make Evie a picture
with a pomegranate tree,
thirty-three ripe pomegranates
and a glossy, silky turkey
waiting underneath to peck
stray garnet seeds from fallen fruit.
When Evie sleeps, I wonder,
does she ever dream of grenadines?
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A wonderful world of Evie!
Хейли Грепс 09.12.2008 17:04 Заявить о нарушении
Best wishes,
Jena Woodhouse 10.12.2008 10:21 Заявить о нарушении