Tagged: tradition

assimilating

assimilating
and not assimilating play
tug of war in the

morning, at meal times, just before
bed, looking for a clean win
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: assimilating

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my mother and her

my mother and her
five sisters – together or
alone – five perfect
interpretations of
noodle soup,
one version
of love
.
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washing rice in

washing rice in
autumn, my fingers
turn cold under
running water,
remembering
my grandmother’s
hands, already two
weeks’ frozen
.
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nothing beats the sound

electricity on

electricity on
the whole is
simple. but when
embedded into
how we touch
each other,
it travels like
tradition,
unwritten,
unmeasured,
complicated –
and when passed
just right, we
are physically
charged
.
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eight-tenths full –

eight-tenths full –
my mother’s
recommendation
in meeting
hunger, in measuring
a well-mannered
portion
of
tea for guests, in
accepting applause,
in greeting life
.
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at grandfather’s house