Mother Poem

“What your mother left undone, women who are not your mother may do. Women who are not your lover love you.

.Befriend yourself: I couldn’t have known to tell my mother that unless I’d learned it for myself.

Until I do. Friendship is earned. A lover leaps into faith.
Earthbound women share bread; make; do. Cherry compote would please my daughter.

My daughter was born hero to her mother;
found, like a lover, flawed; found, like a friend,
faithful as bread I’d learn to make myself.”
TOWARDS AUTUMN by Marilyn Hacker

The first two sentences may need to be heard twice..This is important and soul crashing, maybe you need to hear it twice. This is a mother poem, a mother who is or never was to the daughters that may or may not exist.

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a mother and her daughter poem

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