Ernesto Cardenal

Traveling on a Bus through the United States

Many years ago from a bus in Virginia or Alabama
I saw
a pink girl, in blue pants
standing on a ladder, picking apples
(her mother calling her from inside)
and another girl, her sister, blue pants
painting the porch of the house white
–And they gazed at the bus as it went by and accelerated.
Time has gone by like the Greyhound bus
but they’ve remained, despite the years, the paint
fresh on the porch
the brush dripping
the hand on the apple, their gazes
many years ago, one morning, Virginia or Alabama
forget which state.

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