Windward Review


Volume 18, 2021

Jeffrey Alfier

American Woman

in Warsaw

Again, too long at the Danube Bar,

she lets wine hurry her off

into the summer night’s drowsy air.

Over the Old Town cobblestones

she passes a young father holding

his daughter’s hand as the girl leans

to pick a flower the wind shook

from a stranger’s bouquet.


Tomorrow, the flight home.

She’ll wake to a hotel radio

in this city whose language

she doesn’t know, leave the room

to check out. Leave the radio

singing to its foreign self,

a tune in her own country she’ll hum

one night walking home in the dark.

Civility + You


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