A brilliant piece of memory and family
MOTHER MAY I
by Paul Fericano
Mother, may I
sit beside you
on the green mohair couch
late at night
like a wakeful dreamer
and watch old movies
on the black and white
television set
with bent rabbit ears
and rest awhile
near your soft and gentle heart
until I fall asleep?
Yes, you may
Mother, may I
light yourmenthol cigarettes
with the brushed chrome
cigarette lighter
that father gave you
on your first wedding anniversary
and marvel as the smoke rings
float like halos
just above your head?
Yes, you may
Mother, may I
tell the woeful stories
you tried to tell
of love gone bad
that left you alone
to live this stubborn life?
No, you may not
but you may
take three steps backward
and finish this poem
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Paul Fericano is a poet, satirist and social activist. In 1980 he co-founded (with…
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Thanks for bridging the oceans and sharing this with your readers, Chris.
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My pleasure Paul , and hope the week goes well
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Chris, Thanks so much for your kind words about Paul Fericano’s poem “Mother May I,” and for the reblog (and retweet). We appreciate you and your generosity of spirit. Many thanks…
Best wishes,
Melanie
Silver Birch Press
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Thanks Melanie and hope all is well Chris
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