Archive > Vol. 18 no. 1
Irena Klepfisz
Her Birth
Warsaw, 1941
i.
but the father whispered
that the doctors whispered
choose one choose now
this has gone on too long
three days too long
so kill the baby
kill the baby oh so so long
and the doctors were ready set
and the father was ready set
and so the mother didn’t die
and the baby just wouldn’t die
(to spite them all inside and out)
and not very much later
the mother whispered:
look how ugly it is the head all squeezed
so squashed
its face so scratched so oh so ugly
and does it have 10 fingers?
and does it have 10 toes?
ii.
but then the father changed
so changed oh so changed
and began to love it
and how he loved it so so so much
that he let it sit on his shoulders
and ducked ducked down
as he walked through the doorway
and it would laugh laugh
so high
so high
high
iii.
i imagine babcia and dziadek
clucking how clever she is
watching how she’d sit
on the floor in the kitchen
so content to pull the potatoes
from the burlap bag right by the sink
one one one at a time
almost like counting
look how busy she is oh so so so clever
taki cud this miracle of a child
how lucky to have it
szczenscie
a nes shhhhhh a nes
and the days flew by
iv.
and then the potatoes were gone
and there was only the street
there was noise and it was quiet
and the aunt or friend or someone
not the father and not the mother
who would do such a terrible thing
and leave her there on the street
in the noise and the quiet?
today no one knows the name or spot
and who could find it anyway
with everything gone
everyone gone and what had it done
what had it done to be left
standing and crying as they watched
terrified and glad for they’d concocted
the perfect plan and so when it cried
it was more real so more real
than they could have hoped for
and then a woman or nun
found her and took her away
with other found children
and i’ve heard that she cried for a long time
she cried how she cried
with no tatush no mama no babcia or dziadek
with only the nuns grim lipped
who watched her for germs
watched her and her
and the sick children rocking
and banging their heads against the bars
who cried and cried
and how she cried with them
and how she cried
v.
and i was told how he once came
and said he had chocolate
brought chocolate for her just for her
only her whom he had wanted to kill
and who had sat on his shoulders
so high oh so high
and now said he had brought chocolate
just for her only for her
and how the nun all black habit and dry thin lips
said if you come again i’ll put it out
on the street on the street i’ll put it out
into the noise and quiet
so he never came again
and babcia and dziadek
they were taken
and the aunt she died
in a hospital bed
and later on he died on a rooftop
was shot
was killed
he died
and that was that
and that was that
vi.
and eventually the mother came and got her
and i heard they both survived
but that’s a very different matter
(though not unrelated)
as to how she was born
and how he had said
kill her kill her
and how she was stubborn
and wouldn’t die.