reading the poems of women
born the same year as my mother
     a homespun hat
     a handloomed cloth
     she’ll leave me
     paintings of cats
     with flowers
     she’ll leave me
     a blanket-stitched potholder
     a gingham apron
unaccountably I fold
into tears

First published in Writ Poetry Review 4, May 2020

What do you think?

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.