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Nash, Edith / Practice the here and now: selected writings of Edith Nash
(2001)

Nash, Edith
The words,   p. 8


Page 8

The Words
Someday I will remember it all
It will all belong to me again
The sleeping porch, the two quilts sewed together
The little colored dots
Swirling in the air
The bed-full of stuffed animals
The wooden spade and knife and gun
That I hid in the forest at Neebish
So I could play my very own house
The Ojibwe family coming downwind
With a pink sail
Bringing blueberries
The boy named Louis
He said good-bye to his grandfather in French before he died
"Dormez bien, grand père," he said
On the way home from school
A little girl yelled at me
"You dirty Jew"
I sat on my mother's lap
And cried and cried
It was on the landing
Next to her desk, outside my parents' stormy bedroom
She told me I was Jewish
Whatever could that be?
All the people at my house
Were in some kind of rage
So I thought it best to absent myself
And watch the verbs on the page
Transform themselves into nouns.


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