May 06, 2010
Recording my motherhood
These are ripe tree years! Full,
so full, round, lush, sweet
today I am sitting beneath the branches
ready to eat, ready to be called,
- the dancing, the music, the continual costumes
the sounds that are us,
yes, under this weight I am silent
see, here, my handwriting
on the page like a window smudged
I leave these thoughts that flutter and escape
a loose hose, full blast, explaining, telling
our story, the lines leaning like
a highway to the memories that make our life
the sum of who we are, of who they are becoming
and me their mother.
Oh, write! in this shade
before they go, before they go
(to be read slowly)
(in progress)
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Beaufifully written.
ReplyDeleteOh, Shona-- this is lovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! 'As iron sharpens iron...' you have reminded me how important this 'memory preserving' role of motherhood is. :-)
ReplyDeleteThat's so beautiful, Shona!
ReplyDeleteShona,your poetry inspired me...and i have written my poetic prayer...my thankful wish for the blessings of being a mommie...i hope your day is lovely and filled with everything heavenly...Eden
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I hope your backs feeling better xx
ReplyDeletevery lovely! HOpe you feel better soon!
ReplyDeletelovely poem which reminds me I will have to renew my poetry library books! Our children grow up so quick dont they..my eldest has been at camp all week getting life experience..looking forward to seeing him tomorrow though.
ReplyDeletebeautiful blog. thanks for your inspiration!
ReplyDeletei sat down to read Artful Blogging today and there you were! Congrats :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Shona!
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching post.
ReplyDeleteI can really feel the heart and emotion in your words.
Beautiful....
Wonderful...especially those last two lines. I love your poems.
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