The Greatest Love by Anna Swir
Dear October: I need you to be over. I am so tired. I think I’m coming down with something. A fool: they loved calling me that.
Yours,
T.
The Greatest Love
Anna Swir
Translated by Czeslaw MiloszShe is sixty. She lives
the greatest love of her life.She walks arm-in-arm with her dear one,
her hair streams in the wind.
Her dear one says:
“You have hair like pearls.”Her children say:
“Old fool.”