POEM: “Dear Olga” — Dear Olga because you’re reading / I think of you often since our first meeting.
Dear Olga
Dear Olga because you’re reading
I think of you often since our first meeting.
How long was the plane ride?
We didn’t see it go by!
We talked of lovers, and marriage
And sex and your Montreal living.
Dear Olga because you noted
That I don’t write when I’m gone from Montreal.
That when there: so much to tell!
The future, mon avenir:
What does it hold? You know it well.
I love to hear about your world.
Dear Olga because you were a Nurse of Montreal!
And you know what the city brings us.
And romances afar
And connections that are dangerous!
And that life is for living
Our domestic boredoms, and some full passion!
Dear Olga, my how we laughed at my French Canadian!
You laughed so hard at my impersonations.
Carrying on in baggage claimage.
You made my trip.
You inspire my future.
You painted my face and now I write yours.
To say, Dear Olga, you’re always in my picture.
You stoke my fire, and compassion my closed heart.
Sylvie Hill 2018
Painting: “Suzanne Pense À Son Avenir” par Olga C.