the girl who said she broke her imagination

children speak poetry
before they know words
for it, like the time
my daughter said
she was running
bumped her head
and broke her imagination

I kissed the bones
keeping that magic
where her curls are tightest
and told herΒ no
and some other words,
because something
that precious
that live

can only bruise or bend
when struck
and never snap


About Susan L Daniels

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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45 Responses to the girl who said she broke her imagination

  1. alice keys says:

    Lovely. Kids are just like this, inately brilliant.Tender.

  2. ruleofstupid says:

    Kids say the sweetest stuff! It’s nice to capture it. How are we this morning/noon/evening?
    Hope you preparing for a good send off to 2012 πŸ™‚

    • Hi Mike–just turned early afternoon here. Could not get a sitter (sound familiar?) so it’s going to be at home, snugged with the kids, ringing in the new year with some bubbly–root beer for them, stronger stuff for us. Hope you get to ring it in a little wilder than that. For me it’s going to involve nothing more ceremonious than hanging a new calendar up tomorrow, but it’s all good–every day is a new beginning (oh, UGH–I sound like a freaking Pollyanna, but you know what I mean). Happy new year, Mike!

      • ruleofstupid says:

        Ha! So the new calendar is from Hallmark!!
        No – ours will be the same – maybe less as Mrs Panda is a bit poorly! But I haven’t wanted to do the swinging nightspot thing for a while now. Collected friends and some music is my ideal doings.
        Sappy Blue Beard to you too πŸ˜€

        • Hahaha Oh, no–Hallmark? I am going to get a rash if it rhymes, you know that! Rhymed sap is the worst. Oh, I detest going out on new year’s anyway–it is all amateur night, and the people who stay home all year turn out in droves and have no idea how to behave. Heh. Sounds like a perfect way to wrap things up, although I hope Mrs. P feels better. SBB back!

  3. unfetteredbs says:

    nothing beats a mom’s gentle touch and the innocence of a child’s words. Love this Susan.

  4. Green Speck says:

    Happy New Year Susan πŸ™‚

  5. jomul7 says:

    I like that last line: never snap and how crucial it is to go through remember that you could be bent, bruised when struck but never snap.
    Kids are indeed poets!

  6. You know their bones are made of rubber. (if only…)
    Seriously–what a precious expression of a precious experience–and dangit, you keep hitting on thoughts I’ve been having and I might start believing in higher powers…

  7. jmgoyder says:

    I love this so much!

  8. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    Michelle read what you wrote on my FB page and loved what your daughter said. Just loved it.

    I recently read one of Lewis Thomas’s essays in his book Late Night Thoughts Listening to Mahler’s 9th Symphony (which I recommend, especially for someone with your literary and scientific interests and expertise) where he talks about how childhood is biologically necessary because it is the stage where human beings learn and develop language. He talks about how it is children who create language (not adults). I highly recommend it. And if you will allow me to be a little pedantic for a moment (many apologies), I also recommend reading Rousseau’s On the Origin of Inequality too because he wonders how on Earth humans developed language in the first place.

    • Oh, goody! Do not EVER worry about sounding pedantic, Jeremy–you are a teacher and it comes through–I will look forward to reading both, as they sound like areas I want to explore further. Thank you for recommending them. I would have to agree that children create language, and synthesize it in such beautiful ways (Zoe’s comment above; my son referring to his sister as a “buttercup of death” and a “pampered poodle princess” have me convinced children are poets, and especially the very young ones).

  9. nelle says:

    Love it… too many years ago, I claimed to have a headache in my tummy.

  10. Nice one. I am laughing here. πŸ™‚

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