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Maternal Algorithms
I am the sum of the ages
Beginning before my mother
Before my grandmother
And before my grandmother's mother
I am the product of their matriarchal choices
The quotient of their actions, reflections and self images
I am the difference of their generations
And I bequeath the equation of this inheritance
To the matrices of my living legacies
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Comment by: lolly - 2008-01-01 19:39
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This is my favorite so far. In fact, I think it should probably win an award. Definitely publishable. Book shelving and emailing to readers.
Submit it.
Enter it in contests.
Tape it to your car window.
A + + + !!!!!!!
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| I like this poem. We have family photographs going way back, and it's interesting and sad to see the same sad silent look on then women's faces, like they lived the same life, carried a heavy burden. There's one of my grandmother in bed having just given birth, so we know it was taken in 1904, and she's laughing. It's the only photograph I've seen of her laughing. In my family tree there is Rosie Van de Winkle - you can bet she laughed a lot. But Petronella Cockempoo, I can imagine her with that sad silent face. But they are the family tree. Your poems makes me think about it. Thanks |
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