Friday, June 26, 2009

Your Mother's Hands - Vanessa Page

Your Mother’s Hands

In the kitchen

you are slicing fruit

with hands

that remind you

of your mother


and lined

they betray you

So too,

these beginnings

of crow’s feet

and pursed lips

as you hover over

autumnal hued


Careful, for

the influence

is catching

First the hands,

second, the

confused diplomacy

a tapping foot

closed gestures

the economic effort

We are all reinventions;

skin, papered

over skin

Vanessa Page

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