Dear One

the Greatest Love

by anna swir

She is sixty. She lives

the greatest love of her life.
She walks arm-in-arm with her dear one,

her hair streams in the wind.
Her dear one says:
“You have hair like pearls.”

Her children say:
“Old fool.”

Reprinted from Talking to My Body (1996) by Anna Swir, translated by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan. Used by permission of Copper Canyon Press, http://www.coppercanyonpress.org/.

find more about the poet anna swir @ poetry foundation

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