Ina Schroders-Zeeders

Leningrad

Somewhere hidden
in the wooden salt container
that you bought for me that Winter,
a smell of some sweet fungus
mixed with a cheap perfume
is waiting for shared memories,
the kind I hope you
will find somewhere too.

Keep looking for them
in the lines of old women’s faces,
like those that folded
when she sold us
a newspaper in the Newski Prospekt,
“Pravda”, which means “the truth”,
but we couldn’t read Russian that well
so the truth never hit us.

Do you remember the taste
of my father’s burning vodka
when everything was frozen?
We had chosen not to judge the world
covered with black spotted snow.
A cold war ended in the mean while
as we grew up, but where
my friend did you go?

Somewhere hidden
in the wooden salt container
is the Winter when I first saw
life as lovers know it.

Ina lives on the island of Terschelling in the North of the Netherlands. She is a writer and poet. She writes novels in Dutch  and poems in English since November 2010. In March her book Veritas will be published by Winter Goose.
Visit her blog for more of her work-   Ina
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