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Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Parentage

Mine is not from the morass of Flanders’

marshes, although their hues ink my eyes.


Not from a mother: her head spun, always,

away.


Nor from convent walls or kisses I hid —

head bowed — inside my childhood palms

to quiet longing. Such longing.


But from a Flemish farmer, once,

who held my face in both hands to kiss

my brow for no more than a second —


that brief — but with such will & tenderness

that I can now lift my head far back,

to read the clouds. 


I’m from the ocean’s melancholy, dragging

its anchors back & forth, never quiet, never

still, waves so restless they can’t mirror the moon.


From those tides, those ebbings.

From two wedding bands on my finger,


from them too — & from every book I ever held:

my shelved provenance, language womb & sail.


Copyright 2021 Laure-Anne Bosselaar. First published in Five Points, Vol 20, #3.

Laure-Anne Bosselaar is the author of These Many Rooms (Four Way Books, 2019) and served as Poet Laureate of Santa Barbara until April 2021.

6 comments on “Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Parentage

  1. kpaulholmes
    August 19, 2021

    Gorgeous and so personal.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Susie Cronin
    August 18, 2021

    What a powerful poem!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Rose Mary Boehm
    August 18, 2021

    But from a Flemish farmer, once,
    who held my face in both hands to kiss
    my brow for no more than a second —

    that brief — but with such will & tenderness
    that I can now lift my head far back,
    to read the clouds.

    Thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Barbara Huntington
    August 18, 2021

    I love this poem

    Liked by 1 person

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