May Sarton

(1912-1995 / Belgium)

For My Mother - Poem by May Sarton

Once more
I summon you
Out of the past
With poignant love,
You who nourished the poet
And the lover.
I see your gray eyes
Looking out to sea
In those Rockport summers,
Keeping a distance
Within the closeness
Which was never intrusive
Opening out
Into the world.

And what I remember
Is how we laughed
Till we cried
Swept into merriment
Especially when times were hard.
And what I remember
Is how you never stopped creating
And how people sent me
Dresses you had designed
With rich embroidery
In brilliant colors
Because they could not bear
To give them away
Or cast them aside.

I summon you now
Not to think of
The ceaseless battle
With pain and ill-health,
The frailty and the anguish.
No, today I remember
The creator,
The lion-hearted.

Topic(s) of this poem: mom


Comments about For My Mother by May Sarton

  • Susan Williams (5/8/2016 2:28:00 PM)


    Now this is a poem dedicated to the triumph of a Mother in not only raising her daughter but allso in giving her a creative model to admire. Lovely and loving. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/8/2016 1:03:00 AM)


    With poignant love! Nice dedication. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 8, 2015



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