Our Childhood
To sister Grazia
Our childhood
Aroma of wild raspberries
Discovered admiringly
In wood undergrowth
The pulse of Mazurian soil
The silvery ripple of waves
Walks with firtrees
Autumn palette on hills
Our childhood
Precipitous snowdrifts
Easily swallowing
Into cold vacuum of
Snowy body
The joy of spring
Appletree by the window
Most glorious bouquet
Of orchard entering into room
Our childhood
Our good mother
At her chores
Steady care on her forehead
And fluffy cakes
The gift from her
Busy hands
July 2001