Tuesday, December 4, 2012

In Fields of Dawn and Forests of the Night

"The field of the poor may yield much food, but it is swept away through injustice."
- Proverbs 13:23-23

for my daughter ida fernandez & my niece marga susi 
who i held & sung to as babies & have morphed into headstrong women

oh vey! what can this old biddy
say when i see
how you two have
risen before my eyes,
moving from states of
being to becoming?

oh, how this woman's heart
swells to legrand & bergman music
each time i see ida 
writing from a
distant country
far from country
family, friends,
writing of her crucial
loving work as teacher
molding young minds
shaping souls
in a host country
so antisepticized
by material wealth
where parents
focused on high-paying jobs
absentmindedly dump
their children in school
at early morn, then pick them up
later than late
as usual

or i hear marga
on the phone
taking instructions
from this aunt
suggesting something better
like a professional 
truly able to distinguish
between work &
blood ties.

oh, dear lord, how this aging
swaying mother/aunt
sees three fourths
of her job
in a world almost
inert from injustice
the graft of the crafty
is done.

go ida widda,
go marga marg
go plow & reap
all the nickels & dimes
of your days
find the rhythm &
the rhymes of your days
& center yourselves
stand tall
on the road of
the righteous

then smash all traditions
all the stupid stupid senselessness
of the blinded arrogant pious
devoid of a soul's riches

go my lovely loves
while i step aside 
as you run
forth to a golden
tomorrow waiting
deep in your
still innocent eyes.

--Babeth Lolarga
Dec. 4, 2012
5:43 a.m.

Title and some lines from the song "What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life?" by Michel Legrand and Alan and Marilyn Bergman 

Undated photo shows child Ida protecting a younger niece with Marga beside them.
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