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Fred Jeremy Seligson, US

 

 

 

Free Verse

 

Celebrating Mother's Day May 9, 2010

 

from For Cid, With Love

 

"Water
           Babies"
                    found
                           in
                    space


   searching
                   for
                        mother's
                                body




                    She,
                            in
                                 leaf~
                                         green
                                                 kimono,
                             lithe
                                    &
                                         clean,



          clearly
                                          alive,



          "Drawn
                 to
                             nightly
                                     f r a g r a n c e s,






                  I
                             gather
                                     seeds
                                             for
                                                    perfume"



                  Babies
                           creep
                                  out
                            of
                                  dust


                            fingers
                                    toes,
                                           groping
                                    for


                                        crying
                                                out "Okasan ...!"



                  ~ dolls
                          in
                                    tow,

        calling


                                        for, "Mama ...!"




"Tiny
              noses,
                      lips
                               ‘n
                                      toeses"
              melt
                    with

        tea
                                       pot
                                              clay
                    (white
                             &
                                    blue)




              Dollies ~
                            red,
                                    blond
                                             &
                                                     black
               eyes
                      green
                               or
                                     brown
                      all
                              up
                                      in
                                            smoke




                 A-bombed
                        out
                              of
                                      body,
                         babies
                              wander
                                      in
                                            search
                                                     of
                                                            Mother


                                but
                                       you
                                             couldn't
                                                    understand
                                              my
                                                    shock
                                 (after
                                         the
                                               film)
                        unable
                               to

budge
                                from
                                       the
                                              cleaning
                                                      lady's
                                                             mop,
                                       "Su mi
                                                ma sen ...!"



        Open
               hole,
gathering
               vines -
                        forgotten


          Whatever
                  do
                        you
                               wonder,
                                       still?,


                        Okasan,
                                mine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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