Poem by Susan Aylward

I am from…

I am from Paris via Quebec, Northern Ireland, 
Massachusetts, a carpenter in Wales,

I am from Bridgeport, cousins,
pajamas at the drive-in,
dodge ball in the road,

I am from hotdog-chocolatemilk-frenchfries,
when dad was home on leave,
Chubby Checker, A Hard Day’s Night, 

I am from dot candy and porcelain elephants,
traded for giggles and hugs,
sugar snow-balls eaten in the shopping cart,

I am from, she always had a smile on her face,
the best mistake she ever made,
peering over, into her Cadillac front seat,
“it’s a great life if you don’t weaken”,
and her cow bell in the night, harkening, 
bring the nitro,

i am from sin-twisters,
kissing-cousins, 
Liddle Kiddles,
Pippi Longstocking,

I am from dark waters of Long Island Sound,
fleeing man-of-war,  
minuscule beach frogs,
barefoot on seawall rocks,
sunburns, sunfish, lemon ice,

I am from Abby Road
for having a sore throat,
sharing Valentine candies,

I am from Little Women, Little Men,
by flashlight, and
dancing to Stevie,

I am from secret passageway,
goldfish races, silhouettes,
pink feather pen, cigarettes,

I am from wanting, not believing,
confusion, not achieving,
nightmares, humiliation,
lack of preparation

I am from, keep going, step up,
keep going, for the sake of life itself,
and hugging gently, so as not to hurt one another,

I am from tracing my mother and grandmother’s hands
while oiling the pie-crust table, and the secretary,

    and from cousins, and clutching dear
all I had thought I did not need,
and mincing for memories,

I am from constellations by hot tub steam,
Ghost Ranch and O’Keeffe,
pink aspens of twilight,
Leonard Cohen, gratitude at night.

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

3 thoughts on “Poem by Susan Aylward

  1. Sue, I saw this on my FB page. I love it! I responded but I guess I’m confused about weather you’re on FB or not. Nicely put woman, I’m very proud of you. love Ellen

  2. I absolutely love the flow of your words Sue, each memory was a flashback. You’ve got great style and class just like your beautiful Mom.
    xoxo Love you, Diana

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