Morgan Michaels


Aunt Fritzi I - Poem by Morgan Michaels

What she was is not exactly clear
but as often shown resting in an armchair reading the Times,
a journalist, perhaps? the way she looked
she could have been an ex-rockette.

It is natural and understandable
that she kept so firm a rein on Nancy,
her ward, troublesome child,
who lived with her for reasons

equally not clear; her parents dying
simultaneously in a plane crash? ; maybe her father
was a diplomat in a communist state;
maybe she had a learning disorder

or colic, and her mother,
kinder than an antique Greek, declined the exposure option;
or maybe the child was just impossible
in all the many ways a child can be

and her parents said: 'here, Fritzi, you take her
otherwise it's the orphanage'. And never
having had children of her own (maybe she just forgot to)
decided to make the supreme sacrifice.

It isn't clear, like most of life, even if
you thought it was, early on,
it isn't, and comely parts failing, you'll
learn to value a Fritzi,


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, January 23, 2012


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