Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Poetry Tuesday: "Say Summer/For My Mother" by Stanley Plumly


I could give it back to you, perhaps in a season,
say summer. I could give you leaf back, green
grass, sky full of rain, root
that won't dig deeper, the names called out
just before sundown: Linda back, Susy back,
Carolyn.
I could give you back supper
on the porch or the room without a breath
of fresh air, back the little tears in the heat,
the hot sleep on the kitchen floor,
back the talk in the great dark,
the voices low on the lawn
so the children can't hear,
say summer, say father, say mother:
Ruth and Mary and Esther, names in a book,
names I remember -- I could give you back this name,
and back the breath to say it with --
we all know we'll die of our children --
back the tree bent over the water,
back the sun burning down,
back the witness back each morning.

24 comments:

blueviolet said...

What an unusual and enjoyable cadence. I liked this!

Brian said...

Very nice indeed!!!

Madi and Mom said...

What a beautiful way to start a Tuesday!!! You find very lovely words to share with us.

Mom and I are looking for a 4 leaf clover....Hi to the critters in your house too!!!
Madi and Mom

patti said...

Betty, I absolutely love this poem. The snippets of personal memories bring to mind my own Roy and Buck and flip flops in bayou mud.

Thank you.
Patti

magically ordinary said...

Just beautiful!

NENSA MOON said...

Such a very lovely poem for Tuesday!!
Really enjoyable.
Happy Tuesday BB!!
xx nensa

Nicole said...

Excellent little poem. Interesting and quirky!

Shrinky said...

So many snippets of a childhood well spent - wonderfully wrapped up and delivered to us!

A girl needs 2 Talk said...

I love that photograph! and what a delightful poem! Sweet.

Old Kitty said...

Awww I found this poem quite sad and lonely in its nostalgia - back,back,back to a time long gone.
Awww!

Have a great Tuesday
take care

x

Baby Sister said...

Loved it! I love poetry, and I love it when it's different. And I LOVE pictures. :)Good job.

Pat Tillett said...

Ah, memories...

the green looks very cool. I'd like to lay down in it.

Ann said...

Maybe it's just been too long of a day but I don't think I understood the poem one bit...lol I did enjoy it though :)

slommler said...

Beautiful!!
Hugs
SueAnn

Michelle Faith said...

That is very deep, I'm going to have to read it again, and maybe again. My mind must find the meaning, or my own meaning.

Daisy said...

Love the clover! Great poem too. Thanks. :D

Marlene said...

What they all said. ;)

Writing Without Periods! said...

Did he also write "Eating Poetry"?
Love your choice today.
Mary

ds said...

Lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it.

Cheeseboy said...

You always pick the coolest poems Betsy. Loved the names line.

Ca88andra said...

That is absolutely beautiful! I just want to read it over and over again.

Jingle said...

wow,
your poetry shines...

:)

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jenny said...

New to your blog but liking it a lot.

This poem feels sad and achy to me, given the family background of the author.

Thanks for the brain food.

jenny said...

New to your blog but liking it a lot.

This poem feels sad and achy to me, given the family background of the author.

Thanks for the brain food.