Poetry

Published on January 10th, 2019 | by Carole Symer

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so much of the world inside: Poems

so much of the world inside

I dreamt I was slurping

up the world’s mother-water

river by river

pushing back fluids

that held me

dreaming I was awake

hearing Angela Garbes speak

of breast milk as a living microbe

sealing the intestinal tract

near where my daughter’s first peeps

may have passed through infant spit

sucked in by the nipple ready to read saliva

ready to read a mother’s body’s

antidotes for illness

instead I tell my baby don’t let anyone

suck the language of water out of you

or erase the backwash inside

the world’s waters your mother’s sacred

huge outrageous rivers wrap you

Photo by Mariusz Prusaczyk on Unsplash

Marriage Spells

Who knew

shitshows

between parents

transfigure lines

of chrome

cruising

Fat Boys?

Who knew

ceremonial

hussies

slung like

snakeskin

across

your back?

Who knew

after midnight

child’s wails

melt even

more of me?

Who knew

we would settle

for ourselves

when marriage

cracked open?

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About the Author

Carole Symer

Carole Symer is a practicing psychologist in Ann Arbor, working primarily with parents and children, and teaches at New York University.  She has authored more than a thousand neuropsychological evaluations to help struggling learners get their educational rights fulfilled, discover the pleasures of reading, and count as human.  Her essays and articles have appeared in Michigan Chronicle and Across the Margin.  



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