The wall again, the porch.
Just she, alone.
And he?
Whom? Why?
What for?
Someone is knocking.
But who will open?
The entrance. The light.
The banister. The door.
To whom?
Whom did she say
*Go away!*? Ago?
He’s leaving. Again.
Where? To whom? What for?
Divorce.
And how to explain?
It’s night. Aparting’s in the soul.
Away! Away!
The wall. Again.
And daughter is asleep.
But how
to explain her in the morning?
It must be
*Darling, you are growing
up*.
She’ll understand
Without a word.
And will grow up
Into this world.
But sight of hers
Will cry *Away!!!*
The wall, the wall,
The wall again, the porch.
Just she, alone.
And he?
Ellen Helga