Tagged: mother’s day
every year, dad prunes
every year, dad prunes
mama’s azalea bushes
carefully so that
they become perfectly rounded
buns well before mother’s day
.
20210509:2100
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even after all
(for mom)
even after all
these years, you still have the right
combination of
words, just enough syllables
to lighten every burden
.
20200510:2332
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our mother passed down
our mother passed down
her sweet tooth so that we’ll always
have something to share
.
20190512:2348
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: sweet
my mom and i wait
my mom and i wait
all year round to take a peek
into the face of
our peonies, offering
layers and layers of intrigue
.
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because there is no
because there is no
end to a mother’s wisdom, we
can’t help but lean in
.
20170514:2218
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we remain eight-tenths
we remain eight-tenths
full – room for love, growth, laughter –
hara hachi bu
.
20150510:1529
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remember that year
remember that year
when one stem of a peony
cost an entire
piano lesson, how young
we were back then, how present
.
20150416:0914
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last, but not least, my
last, but not least, my
mom – overwhelmingly, in
every way – thank you
.
20140512:2118
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my mother’s touch is
the things we inherit
the things we inherit
from our mothers
sometimes arrive
dull, like a distant
reflection that require
polishing. the
very same moment
arrives for everyone –
in front of a hot stove,
looking down into
the swirling
contents – one pinch
or two? chopped
or diced? did she
or didn’t she?
.
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