Page 17 - Reflectoem Magazine Issue 10

A poem not about you

I dreamed a poem today,

a poem about God,

about oily, greasy soil and Bruegel

the poem was beautiful for sure

since I cried while reading it to my students,

and they cried while they heard me cry

when I was reading a poem

It has already made me realize that I am

dreaming

apart from high school graduates, no one

sobs listening to poems anymore,

and they do that because of feeling

hopless

Reflectoem Poems of Malgorzata Borzeszkowska 16