“I have always depended

On the kindness of strangers”

Says I, Blanche DuBois-ing*

Through a life where I

Just can’t settle down so I

Just sell my soul

For a sheltering roof

Either to the men I’ve married

(Legally, handfastedly)

Who remain strangers despite

Decades together

Or to dwindling friends

No home of my own

No vitsa—tribe—like

My Romani ancestors

Just moving through life

Seemingly independent yet

Incapable of ownership

Searching for elusive roots

My beloved trees

Are free to possess…


(c) 2015 ViataMaja


*Quote from Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire

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