On Christmas Lunch with my Mother-In-LawPlaintive Russian eggs shivering under depressed salmon slices
Within Being BornNow hear the womb of one’s motherhood bare
This Time, Is Ours (dedicated to my Mother)The shoulder that caught / my falling tears when my heart / broke from an unrequinted love / or the shame of defeat, / Was yours.
UnpalatableOld battle axe hated me, but I loved her daughter.
Mother in lawMy wife’s mother repots a crocus / and waves that miniature shovel / as we track dirt in the walk. / Her head scarf moves so easily…
WITTGENTSEIN’S EXAMPLE.Her mother-in-law was coming. / Place had to be spick and span. / And the tongue held in check. / Her husband counted off the days, / I…
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