Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Simple Question But

If you ask her how she's doing,
Ancient Greek vase
you can count on this: No,
really! Count it out, although
I wouldn't recommend you say
it where she'll hear you - that would
be a little crass. But silently, wait
one, two, three...
in seconds she'll stop telling you about
her life, her heart, and start to tell you how 
her husband is, the kids, and did I tell 
you what my grandson did last week
in school? At least for years it was that way
exclusively,  so wrapped up in
the lives of others that she almost
lost herself, but lately, she will catch herself,
and roll her eyes and grin, and maybe
make a face to show she knows what
she has done. 
"I'm great," she'll say, regardless
of the circumstances all around her,
and it's true. She is. She always was.
But now she knows it. 
And it took awhile
before she saw it, saw herself removed
from anyone or anything, just her,
just who she is. But she had help
(one almost always must have help).

"And how are you?"


(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014

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