May 28th, 2008

poetry, exceptindreams

213: Checkout Girl

“Checkout Girl”
Paul Durcan

A week back in Ireland from Japan,
But I cannot stop bowing.
Only ten minutes ago in the supermarket
I bowed to the checkout girl
With the red cheeks and the limp.
I bowed from the waist to her
And she blushed and I think
When she limps home this afternoon,
Collecting her toddler from the crèche,
It may be with an extra spring in her limp.