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Sally Bliumis-Dunn: Diminution

She served clichés like some mothers offered cake—

the hackneyed phrase edged right on through;

I still can hear her say—

just sowing his wild oats, as though that could excuse


the wrong. She’d drop us and our worries in

the drab room of generic phrase, and disappear—

the early bird, the dead horse beaten,

the leopard spots, those walls with ears.


Did she believe—she did, I think— the right

cliché could save us, help us not to feel

alone, so many bees in that same hive—

spilt milk, sow’s ear, Achilles heel.


I miss them now that she is frail.

Her words these days, so spare, plain.

 


Copyright 2018 Sally Bliumis-Dunn. From Echolocation (Plume Editions/MadHat Press, 2018)

2 comments on “Sally Bliumis-Dunn: Diminution

  1. Barbara Huntington
    January 31, 2022

    My grandmother, my mother, and, I’m afraid to say it, sometimes me.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. maddiemysko
    January 31, 2022

    So incisively beautiful and wise, dear Sally. Thank you.

    Liked by 2 people

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