Poetry of the Poles: She Cried That Night, but Not for Him to Hear by Stanislaw Baranczak

fuckyeahpolishpoets:

To Ania, the only one

She cried that night, but not for him to hear.
In fact her crying wasn’t why he woke.
It was some other sound; that much was clear.

And this half-waking shame. No trace of tears
all day, and still at night she works to choke
the sobs; she cries, but not for him to…

Poetry of the Poles: She Cried That Night, but Not for Him to Hear by Stanislaw Baranczak