Article Type: Poem
Subject: Farewells (Portrayals)
Mother-daughter relations (Portrayals)
Mothers (Portrayals)
Elderly parents (Portrayals)
Old age (Portrayals)
Author: Smith, Angela (Australian writer)
Pub Date: 05/01/2010
Publication: Name: Hecate Publisher: Hecate Press Audience: Academic Format: Magazine/Journal Subject: Women's issues/gender studies Copyright: COPYRIGHT 2010 Hecate Press ISSN: 0311-4198
Issue: Date: May-Nov, 2010 Source Volume: 36 Source Issue: 1-2
Topic: NamedWork: Motherlode (Smith, Angela) (Poem)
Accession Number: 246529814
Full Text:
Coming back after all those years everything seemed different; the
rooms had grown smaller, the light less forgiving.
 The carpet was threadbare, the walls delicately veined and my
mother's face, her history etched in the lines.
Sitting at the kitchen table in our old places we drank from floral
cups, leaving lipstick traces on faded gold rims.
Her conversation meandered, kept looping back, digging up ancient ground
as she picked at scars that hadn't healed. When it came to saying
she kissed the air quickly, holding me at bay, then trotted up her
narrow garden path not glancing back, missing my wave.
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