Thursday, January 12, 2012

January

I sat down to write a Thankful Thursday post & this is what happened instead. I knew I wasn't really in charge around here!

January

January is my mother
with her hand on my head
gently holding me in place.
I won’t be running out
into the road on her watch!
She is humming some
somnolent tune and
although I am awake
I feel my eyes slide shut,
feel them slide sideways
looking for that aproned lap.
I’ll just rest a while
here in the womb
of the year.

The Bug
1/12/12

16 comments:

  1. "...humming some somnolent tune..." is one gorgeous phrase, my love. Adore the last sentence, too.

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  2. If January really IS my mother, then the tune she's humming is Que Sera Sera :)

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  3. Quite a lovely poem. I can really visualize it. I also love January but I've never thought about it in this way. That's the power of poetry, I think.

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  4. I've never quite thought of January in quite this way. Usually it's not my favorite month, but you sway me with your words.

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  5. A nice view of January. I see your comment here about Que Sera Sera. My Mom used to sing that song. :)

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  6. You are such a talented poet, Bug. Thanks for that.

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  7. 'the womb of the year' - such a great line and a beautiful poem, The Bug:)

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  8. "I’ll just rest a while
    here in the womb
    of the year."

    I love that line. I love January and February. What a beautiful poem. One of my favorites.

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  9. I love this one and it rings so true, especially on our sunny but cold January mornings.

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  10. I think Poetry enjoys slipping sideways into some grotto, surprising us like this. You did well to capture "January is my mother" on the trip.

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