Hurry
by Marie Howe
We stop at the dry cleaners and the grocery store
and the gas station and the green market and
Hurry up honey, I say, hurry,
as she runs along two or three steps behind me
her blue jacket unzipped and her socks rolled down.
Where do I want her to hurry to? To her grave?
To mine? Where one day she might stand all grown?
Today, when all the errands are finally done, I say to her,
Honey I’m sorry I keep saying Hurry—
you walk ahead of me. You be the mother.
And, Hurry up, she says, over her shoulder, looking
back at me, laughing. Hurry up now darling, she says,
hurry, hurry, taking the house keys from my hands.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- gum tree loved by the sky by Raj Arumugam
- Olney Hymn 40: Peace After A Storm by William Cowper
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- Poor Mailie’s Elegy by Robert Burns
- In spring and summer winds may blow by Walter Savage Landor
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- The Cap And Bells; Or, The Jealousies: A Faery Tale — Unfinished poem – John Keats poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Николай Заболоцкий – Птичий двор
- Николай Карамзин – Клятва и преступление
- Иван Бунин – Не видно птиц
- Владимир Степанов – Кто хозяин
- The Rose Tree by William Butler Yeats
- My Paramour Was Loneliness
- Anticipation, October 1803 by William Wordsworth
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