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if you go down to the woods

Mother-Daughter Series

We have never made jam.
The complicity of sugar and heat –
but we have heaved a horse
off the earth – preserved gold.
Getting your old yellow mare
back on her feet after
her rotten teeth had been removed.
The anesthesia pulled
through her blood like taffy.
We shouldered all our hopes
and determination
that she would shuffle again
through the purpled alfalfa.
That you would ride her again,
her head tossing,
defying her ancient bones
breathing the same air
as the smoky new colt.
Twice she folded
back to the ground,
and we sweated and held back
our wails of defeat, did not hunch.
We yelled at her –
(you had told me never
to yell around the horses)
we crawled almost under her –
our feet slipped on the lawn.
Finally, with one last effort,
we became human pillars -
and grass-stained, panting,
the three of us stood still
under the summer sun.


(partly in response to Kumin's "Making the Jam Without You.")

Title suggestions??


title suggestion...

Pillar of Strength?
Beautiful! I love the action and the slowing down at the end - a literary sigh.

As for title...I think it needs a play on Making the Jam...but, what? Remaking Taffy? Pulling Taffy? I'm about to get silly with more so I'll leave it at that! :)
Three After Two
That is entirely beautiful. A shining diamond amongst the blah of my art appreciation coursework. Thank you for sharing that.

As for a title, I feel that there is no title so eloquent that I can think up to grace a piece that wonderful with.

If it were mine to name, though, I would go with something abstract, like Mares of Gold and Albaster.


if you go down to the woods

January 2007

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