ain’t no sunshine
on paper she looked like she was afraid of
her own shadow* especially that ie., (split off
parts of oneself reaching back to the realm
of our animal ancestors..C.G. Jung)
taught to worship mammon (who wasn’t?) +the
power of men when i told her in another time man
worshipped woman (google it) breasts thighs butts
yes google that too she became indignant
she simply didn’t believe it ! ditto when i told her
there were zillions of stars in the sky well i never
see them urbanpoor removed from school at 12
though spelling bee winner + published poet at 8
(Montreal Gazette circa 1932)
Mother saw her first sunrise at 93 in the same
room in which she died ape i saw a giant orange
ball in the sky i thought it was a spaceship!
5 yrs later the same mothership came to take her
she lay fearless for 15 hrs as lifeforce ebbed she
who had given birth to multitudes what is this am
i going to meet my maker? (what nerve!)
the orange ship landed on the balcony her maker
a Clarke Gable doppelgänger or was it Roger Mudd?
lifted her ever so gently a lithebody now slender of
limb like Vivien
he lit her cigarette she dragged deeply frankly Clarke
those little shits i raised took all my vices away now
pour me a stiff Courvoisier!
*(mother’s Courvoisier bill the 8th wonder of the world)
Winter 2023 ..you can’t give her one more day??..🥃l’chiam..