A Poem by _mal

slicing vegetables with shaking hands
curt wordless demands from the high chair
the contents of the kitchen cupboards underfoot
pots loudly played by a little boy who wants!
Doesn't want!

Their feelings tied to ours

© 2016 _mal

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children challenge our self-beliefs... and the depth of our ability to love...

Posted 10 Months Ago

this makes me feel that comparison between toddlers and elderly---the old we get, the more we revert back to being helpless and needy...
i like the scenario you created...the little boy doesn't want to be like us, but one day he will be very much like us.

Posted 11 Months Ago

Nicely captures the difficultly of motherhood; the relation and understanding one gains in
self; when watching their child grow.

Posted 11 Months Ago

~ this reminds me how connected we are... across generations and across silence or words or noise... ~ i've never read a poem which articulates this incomprehensible bridge over lives that unravel at the same time which is so vivid and intense... ~ you remain one of my favourite poets ever...

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on December 27, 2016
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