Easter in Ukraine 2022

by David Dephy

David Dephy

Mother writes on her daughter’s back the name,
and contact details. Mother writes a message
to the Lord. Mother writes.

Her hopes are evaporated on the windows of the train.
Mother writes on her son’s back the name,
and contact details. Mother knows—

there is always something too precious
to be made of pain. She turns out scarves
in every breath of a child. Toys were for Easter,

and toys kept her children warm while she is dying
and dying and dying, over and over, and over again,
taking her hope of the Lord along.

She knows how it could be, how could it work,
when all those days of expectations and sunshine
she stored her heart as though the Lord came back,

and her children have their names
and contact details written on their hands and backs,
forgiving the world its own loneliness,

which is so hard to form, no wonder the war is always
the way it is, afraid of smiles and blood, the women alone,
as one wave after another.

Mother sees her child is drawing the heart on the steamed
window of the train, with her finger, and mother hears
what the Lord says.

May 2, 2022

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DAVID DEPHY -- The trilingual American award-winning poet, novelist, multimedia artist. Founder of Poetry Orchestra. The 1st place winner of THE ARTISTS FORUM Poetry Award in New York City 2021, the winner of the Finalist Award in the 2020 Best Book Award National Contest by American Book Fest, the winner of the 2019 Spillwords Press Poetry Award and the Finalist and Shortlist Winner Nominee of the Adelaide Literary Awards 2019/2020 for the category of Best Poem. Named as Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry, Incomparable Poet by Statorec, Brilliant Grace by Headline Poetry & Press and Extremely Unique Poetic Voice by Cultural Daily. He lives and works in New York City.

Last updated July 21, 2022