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Snow Angel

Tara lies
arms and legs
splayed
all snowsuit and mitts
on the white lawn.

I bite my mother’s tongue
knowing she won’t freeze.

She has shoveled the sidewalk
from home
to the end of the street.

I watch from the warmth
of the kitchen
as limbs sweep once
then pause
and sweep again.

She stands carefully
and admires her work.

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  • sheltered
    January 6, 2007
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    That was really nice. I liked the part "I bite my mothers toungue". Fun images. Great poem!


  • DogFish
    December 18, 2006

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    Isn't it a wonerful time in life when rolling and tussling topsy-turvy in the snow is the answer to all our needs and problems ?!


  • khaki
    December 18, 2006

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    I can see this so clearly.My son loves the snow and I watch from inside.Very sweet and I love the mother's tongue line.
    ~Helen


  • Just Rob gold member
    December 17, 2006
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    Congrats. You have a way of packing so much nuance into such a compact piece. The biting stanza is perfect, true, but it is the final image that reverberates for me. What a good winter read. I see a painting here, in blue.
    Peace


  • rebeka
    December 15, 2006

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    this was a joy to read jan, i felt the cold snow and saw the youthful energy of the girl, and know how hard it is sometimes to keep my own tounge still when i want to 'mother' my own.. snow clean and fresh on a walk, these lines are fresh and clean too...good reading this one.


  • Cat gold member
    December 14, 2006

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    this is what snow is- this is a winter day with the glory of the child seen through the eyes of the mother- a lovely recollective piece without all the fancy drippy stuff to weigh it down-
    your voice has changed of late- it seems more matter of fact- yet still just as effective.

    nicely done- thanks for entering.

    m


  • ariosto gold member
    December 12, 2006

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    Kids playing in snow
    a real icon
    This has a Norman Rockwell feel to it. Middle America, Middle class and beautiful


  • ArtFullyMe gold member
    December 11, 2006

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    I bite my mother’s tongue
    knowing she won’t freeze.

    I love that... lol.. it makes the entire write for me in so many ways.. as I've found myself biting my own and my mother's [figuratively].. and my 'mother' tongue so many times

    but...
    I find more in the rest of it too, as if from two perspectives ..the daughter/mother.. you and she..

    and I find myself there ...so often that I can stand in the kitchen with you..

    best of luck..


  • Cvillelisa
    December 11, 2006

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    I love I bite my mother's tongue. How appropriate is that. I can hear my mother saying "if you sit on the cold ground too long you are going to get sick. if you don't wear a hat you will catch a dreadful cold." And I remember being a kid thinking "ah Ma, hush up can't you see I'm having a blast?"

    Every once in a while I hear myself almost go into something like that -- so when I bite my mother's tongue, I bite my mother's tongue.

    Pretty picture. Good luck in the contest.

    Lisa


  • Emerald13
    December 11, 2006

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    yes ... its lovely ... i love the imagery throughout and most particularly in the first stanza and the 'mother's tongue' ... >>> GINA


  • AJ Morelli gold member
    December 11, 2006
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    This is so nice Jan...


    al

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