Poem of the Day. Grace Paley
di
Redazione Italia, July 29, 2016
Redazione Italia, July 29, 2016
I needed to talk to my sister
I needed to talk to my sister
talk to her on the telephone I mean
just as I used to every morning
in the evening too whenever the
grandchildren said a sentence that
clasped both our hearts
I called her phone rang four times
you can imagine my breath stopped then
there was a terrible telephonic noise
a voice said this number is no
long in use how wonderful I
thought I can
call again they have not yet assigned
her number to another person despite
two years of absence due to death.