deception poem # 1 my stalwart upright grandfather“took the pledge” when a youthnever to touch alcohol never didnor did the farm men a stipulationof their hiring those found drinkingwere fired on the spot I was eight orso when my mom made a genuineplum pudding for a holiday dinnergrampa and grama were our guestsmother poured the […]
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mother poem #11
mother poem #11 for a long time I’ve considered myself “young-old” pretty soonI better start thinking “old-old”if I knew then about old what Inow know I’d have been moreunderstanding more helpful to my“old-old” mother—mom, I’d havecoaxed from you your untold storiesharkened to any fear behind yourwords realized when you rubbedyour wrist it was hurting but […]
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PARADOX
PARADOXBy Vera Wardner Dougan Holidays are portrayed as times of rejoicing but as we all come to knowthey are often fraught with grief. It seems appropriate to share this poemat this season. It was written by my mother in 1925; I have it in a booklet, Mirrors, that she put together for my father, family […]
