Saturday, March 18, 2017

Woke up like this


Came home to news that 
he'd gotten into his first choice
(with a bunch of scholarships)
last night.

SO much celebrating
until we went to see 
Logan and then cried 
all night.

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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Sometimes, Love


is a chat with an old student 
who baked a loaf of green bread
for St. Pat's day and drove here 
from 45 minutes away

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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Daughter to Mama

"I made a new poem," she says.
"Let's hear it then," I say, half-listening as I start pulling dinner prep together.


"You can take the NuNu out of the Mama
                             But
You can't take the Mama out of the NuNu"


Reader, I melted.

(Turns out she actually said MoMA because she's really into making art; but I heard what I heard.)

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Monday, March 13, 2017

Houseplants Are Dirty

With no warning or precedent
the corn plant that had been 
growing taller for five years
sprouts tuberose flowers.

I feel so sad, I said to the teenager
that it's trying so hard to propagate.
He said: I can't believe you'd care 
so much about some horny plant.

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Sunday, March 12, 2017

NuNu has Haiku

Dog Dog Dog Dog Dog
Dog Dog Dog Dog Dog Dog Dog 
Dog Dog Dog Dog-Poop

For the best effect, each "dog" should be in different tones of delight, love, and play (until the surprise ending, of course).

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Saturday, March 11, 2017

Reading Buddy


All weekend long
we caught reading time 
together in the loft

(And yes, it was 
really so bright
she had to wear a hat.)


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