No Images

She does not know
Her beauty,
She thinks her brown body
Has no glory.

If she could dance
Under palm trees
And see her image in the river
She would know.

But there are no palm trees
On the street,
And dish water gives back no images.

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on February 19, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.