For the Leo girl who discovered a place better than a museum
to give her memories to
last her while away from home
i catch her on the first of May
crying quietly into her pillow
but mothers can read the meaning of tears
or almost taste the salt in them
having shed them too when they labored
to bring lives like hers to a heedless world
i know what will put the smile back
on her face wan & pale
push the willfulness back on her spine
revive the wish for a strong wind
to enable her wings to fly to heights undreamed of
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| Unfinished painting of a woman in a castle by GCF |
together we drop in on a young-old lady
a mother to four & scores more who think
the world & the cosmos of her
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| Pink cherub resting in a boudoir |
her house is open to all the winds
that blow in fairies & creatures out of
a sendak imagination
where angels & tikbalangs co-exist
in jolly peace-ability
by the time child woman is done with her salad
her petulance evaporates
as she listens intently to the hostess, that
groovy crone’s positively possible
predictions that banish uncertainty
& restore a smile
& restore a smile
on a now fully peaceful face
until the child assumes a woman
warrior pose, one ready for flight
to leap unharnessed to embrace & explore the marvels
of the foreign & the unknown
--Babeth Lolarga
May 12, 2012
6:52 a.m.
Photos by Babeth taken at a true Pinay's home in Quezon City
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