Certain images
of my mother stick in my head, the earliest being her reading to me from a tall
green edition of Grimm’s Fairy Tales.
Other images crowd in: holding me in her arms as we watched the dogcatcher take
our Boston terrier away (no treatment for mange existed at the time); the room
mother bringing cupcakes when I was in third grade; the expert manager of
garage sales; the long weekend when I visited during her recovery from surgery
when she was 89, and how she talked about her life before she married my
father.
I’m not sure
when it happened, but at some point, I realized that she was a person who was
more than just my mother, a person with hopes and dreams, challenges and
disappointments, happiness and grief.
That realization
permeates The
Joy of Poetry: How to Keep, Save & Make Your Life with Poems by Megan Willome. It’s a book about poetry,
yes, but it is a book about how poetry becomes an important facet of the large
and small events of one’s life.
To continue
reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak
Poetry.
I read an excerpt on Amazon and had a desire to read more.
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