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My Mother's Body

Rating: 3.6
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The dark socket of the year
the pit, the cave where the sun lies down
and threatens never to rise,
when despair descends softly as the snow
covering all paths and choking roads:

then hawkfaced pain seized you
threw you so you fell with a sharp
cry, a knife tearing a bolt of silk.
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A great poem of sensitive adoration of a great mother. Few yet rare daughters of our world can feel the pains.pleasures and deep sorrows of a mother as you could. You might have been a very nice and pretty daughter of her. Any sensitive parents would love to own you as their child. Don't know why I felt like becoming a papa to a child in you, after reading your poem. Please don't mind my remark, but I wrote what I exactly felt. I loved this beautiful and great composition of yours. Thanks for sharing the poem. A 10++++ for it. For me this is the poem of the month too. Subhas
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Edward Kofi Louis 12 May 2016
Thin as an empty dress! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Colleen Courtney 18 May 2014
An emotionally sensitive poem. Tender and heart wrenching. So beautifully written.
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Sharon Callahan 06 April 2008
Very tender and moving-a song for my mother as well, tho our lives are very different. (I just read Piercy's Sleeping with Cats which provides a background for what is clear already in the poem.) The images are ones I'll remember (dreams running with bright colors, songs dark as blackberries, and more) . The last two verses I'll copy and live with for a while.
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