Remember,
that's what we did.
We followed them
step by step.
the garden girls
shaded by the columns,
so far away
amidst men and women
with greying temples.
Amidst men and women...
That's what we did:
we pointed at them,
did not talk to them.
The garden girls
as they sat
wearing veils or plain shirts
in the grey-blue shadow
Why have they changed?
Has the fruit been eaten?
Are we strangers now,
unable even to swim anymore,
to reach the shady shore?
That's what we did.
Remember:
time ran
through our fingers.
The garden girls
as we watched their game
till evening, never knowing
where they rested their eyes
as tiny lakes
of proud shadow
Remember
it smarted our eyes
like fire
in the blue-grey shadow;
like fire
in the blue-grey shadow