We haven’t talked in months
in our dreams,
in how we look at things
living and dead—
I see what you see,

even what you thought
you saw
your mother saw
through her own,
and so on.

Everywoman’s chance
to change the world—
the look of things
that lingers
after life has gone

into the hills
dressed in gossamer
night clothes
to rest, to wait
to be seen.


2 responses to “EVERYMAN, A MOTHER

  1. Lovey John.
    Imagine the perspective looking down of what really maters. Love you, mom.
    Happy Mothers day to all.

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  2. “Talked ….in our dreams” That’s exactly the way it is for me. Very moving. Thank you!

    Liked by 1 person

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