Mother? Poem by Fiona Schwartzinoff

Mother?

Rating: 3.0


'Yes, son.'
'I wish to wear the sky,
When the sky is dark,
That dark, dark blue,
Like an ocean,
Yet warm like a blanket too.
I wish to wear the sky.'

'Nonsense! ' said Mother.
Mother sat in silence.
'Mother? '
'Yes, son.'

'I wish to climb the sun’s ray
When it shoots through my window
In the morning like a spear,
And I’ll climb away to a land
Filled with children without fear.
I wish to climb the sun’s ray.'

'Nonsense! ' said Mother.
Mother sat in silence.
'Mother? '
'Yes, son.'

'I wish to speak with Dusk.
I ask how it likes to live
As both day and night
And darken the world
With a milky light.
I wish to speak with Dusk.'

'Nonsense! ' said Mother.
'Mother? '
'Yes, son.'

'I wish you would not say nonsense.
I cannot help my questions,
My wild and wandering thought
Which pours out of my mind’s
Deep overflowing pot.
I wish you would not say nonsense.'

Then Mother sat in silence.
She gazed at the robe of night,
She wondered at the sun’s ray,
And when she saw dusk's mystery light...

'Son? '
'Yes, Mother.'
'I wish to wear the sky.'

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Children have the wisdom of sages. Why can't we see that?
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 13 March 2014

fiona, i had a tiny, muffled chuckle upon reading the ending. for the mother, who had naysayed her son's wonderings/(wandering thoughts) , the ending was an abrupt [and sort of funny/clever] turnaround. [[nay·say (na'sa') tr.v. nay·said (-sed') , nay·say·ing, nay·says (-sez') **************** I WROTE NAYSAYED BUT HERE IT SEEMS naysaid may be correct. bri ;) To oppose, deny, or take a pessimistic or negative view of: They will naysay any policy that raises taxes. nay'say'er n.]] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I wish to speak with Dusk. I ask how it likes to live As both day and night ................here i believe you may want to write I wish to speak..... I'd ask.....[[not I ask]]......... ........................ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - until i passed the first stanza, i was not sure who was speaking to whom, or, i should say, if one or two people were speaking in the first stanza. then it became clear in the second stanza. thanks for sharing. i like what ed nigma said, below, about geniuses. perhaps more innovations/inventions [useful or not; harmful or not] would be the result of adults thinking like this son thought. bri ;)

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Lyn Paul 30 January 2014

We must let our children explore with their mind. This they love to do so until we start saying nonsense deflating their imagination. Lovely write. Thank you Fiona

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Ramesh Rai 30 January 2014

Wonderful write. i do wish for you to wear the sky of poetry. keep writing. may god bless you.

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Gajanan Mishra 21 January 2014

sun's ray is clear, good one.

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