my mother and her five

my mother and her five
sisters, crowded
together, judging
one another’s
reflections across one
mirror –
breaking
my morning fast
against the faithful
ridges
of
les Trois Tetons
.
20110812:1138
y

5 comments

  1. Susan

    lovely poem y. Your voice and imagery are very poetic. And thanks for the link to the Teton pics!

    Great — it’s meant to be read. I’m signing up!

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