mother wisdom

Don’t look at the sun
she said; something
that holy, stretched
from the star that feeds us

is hungry for vision,
so starved for eyes
the sheer memory of that light

will be a shadow that burns
forever

 

***the NaPoWriMo prompt from today involves writing about things we see out of our windows.  I wrote about what I have missed most this winter.

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I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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31 Responses to mother wisdom

  1. K. A. Brace says:

    Excellent poem Susan. >KB

  2. “so starved for eyes” ~ Really great.

  3. Ray Sharp says:

    thank you susan and april for giving us every day poems and spring

  4. Damn, I’ve been missing all this good stuff!

    • Thanks, Nirvani. I am trying to get back into writing daily (good thing NaPoWriMo is happening now, as it is an incentive). Now, when I start reading on a daily basis, you’ll know I’ve gotten my eyes kind of fixed ;)

  5. michael says:

    I never caught any clue of your impairment until this post, but it sounds as if there is still hope for you, so I will remember you Susan and believe the best.

  6. Alice Keys says:

    “the shadow that burns forever” I like the twisting contrast in this line. It Caught me and set the hook nicely.

    • Thanks, Alice!

      On Sun, Apr 6, 2014 at 4:39 PM, Susan Daniels Poetry wrote:

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      • Alice Keys says:

        I’m sorry to hear about your eyes. Any idea what he fix is, yet?

        • Thanks, Alice. There are some options. Corneal rings to flatten an astigmatism gone wild. Corneal transplant. Extra-large contacts. My choice (if I have one) would be the implanted rings.

          • Alice Keys says:

            Is this surgery? Will this prevent progression? Any thought to the cause(s)?

            I’m so sorry. Alice

            • Yes, this is surgery, except for the giant contacts, anyway. I have a choice between corneal rings to flatten the more conical shape of the cornea, or possibly a corneal transplant. No idea as, to the causes. It is supposed to be a stable condition, but I am getting it rather late. Not finding much on it–it seems to be a degenerative condition, most likely inherited.

              On Mon, Apr 7, 2014 at 4:51 PM, Susan Daniels Poetry wrote:

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              • Alice Keys says:

                Stable is good. Surgery sounds scarey to me. But seeing versus non-seeing. I’d pick surgery if it had been around a while. But I suppose one could always bide time with contacts.

                Those old-fashioned hard plastic chips (contact lenses) held my corneas in shape for years. When I phased out of them, my vision declined pretty fast. They were like little dental braces for my eyeballs.

                Sorry. Rambling here. Keep me posted.
                Alice

                • You can ramble here any time you’d like. Thanks for sharing your experience. Not sure how well contacts will be for me, as I hate anything in my eyes, and always have. Then again, if we are talking about a difference between seeing or NOT seeing…I’ll take the contacts.

  7. Trent Lewin says:

    Just gorgeous, Susan.

  8. Rhonda says:

    Although I’ve nothing but praise and love of the words you put to page sfam…you are bugging me with the eyes (since your telling of what you have ahead of you)…please let this just be poetry and not profeticery. Well, you know what I mean. You’re in my thoughts…always

  9. Oh wow :( This poem’s a special one.

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