Boy With An Orange.
My interpretation of a poem by Lotte Kramer. Its full title is “Boy with Orange: Out of Kosovo”.
Has crossed the border in uncertainty.
He stands there, stares with marble eyes at scenes
Too desolate for him to comprehend.
Now, in this globe he’s clutching something safe,
A round assurance and a promised joy
No-one shall take away. He cannot smile.
Behind him are the stones of babyhood.
Soon he will find a hand, perhaps, to hold,
Or a kind face, some comfort for a while.
“New and Collected Poems” by Lotte Kramer (Rockingham Press)