Wednesday, November 16, 2016

drinking tea in the garden (1933/2016)



Did the German people do
what I'm doing, today?
Did they sit in their gardens,
drinking tea and
surrounded by light?

Did they watch the cat
sleeping in the sun as
the honeybees plundered
the pink lantana?

Did they listen to the white ducks
chuckling and the chimes singing and
the happy morning chatter
of the sparrows in the pines?
Were their hearts breaking, too?

What did they do?

When did they say to themselves—
It's time to act!

Was it when the first boxcars showed up?
Was it that late in the game?
Were they drinking tea in the garden
all that time?



"There must have been a moment, at the beginning, where we could have said—no. But somehow we missed it." —Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

1 comment:

Loree said...

Beautiful poem. Makes you stop and think.