By Umberto Fiori Umberto Fiori

Translated By Geoffrey Brock

A playground, in a park. One lady
raises to the top of the slide a ball
of newspaper, gives it a kiss:
"Ready . . . set . . . go!" Another holds
a lampshade in her hands, smoothing
its chenille bangs. "My daughter,
you should see her dance—
she's already won two prizes."
"Did I tell you mine—he's three—can already write?"

A girl, in line behind them with her son,
is listening. She tightens her grip on his hand,
hoping no one
will notice he's real, and alive.

Source: Poetry (December 2007).


This poem originally appeared in the December 2007 issue of Poetry magazine

December 2007


Umberto Fiori was a singer/songwriter for the rock group Stormy Six, who recorded several albums and toured widely in Europe, and continues to write songs, operas, and pieces for orchestra and voice. He is the author of four collections of poetry.

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SUBJECT Living, Youth, Parenthood


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