Maybe Sylvia was serious when she meant
of her being generous with mother-love with her children-poems.
I am not a mother but have witnessed the parent-pain
for the still-born ones, who appeared to have normal limbs like lines
that flow from one to the next, as if alive
but no amount of inspiration or aspiration
will restore the dead words,
the still images in the mind.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
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