"The great thing is, if one can, to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions in one's 'own' or 'real' life. The truth is, of course, that what one regards as interruptions are precisely one's life." C. S. Lewis
Sunday, April 07, 2013
Poeming: Dear Sis
The prompt for Saturday over at Poetic Asides was to write a post poem. Here's mine.
DEAR SIS--
You know that recipe Mom
used to make, the one with
the carrots in it that she got
off the ketchup bottle? I made
it for dinner the other night,
remember how much I liked
that one when we were kids?
The note she wrote at the
bottom made me giggle
again and I wanted to call
her, but she’s gone.
And then I remember,
so are you
and there’s nobody to
call in this post-family
world of mine.
jle 2013
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2 comments:
I found your blog from link on Poetic Asides, where you commented on one of my poems.
This is a lovely poem, and it evokes similar memories for me, sitting here with my mom's handwritten recipes. You've inspired me on this chilly April day, to make her Swedish meatballs, heavy with Heinz.
That makes me happy!
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