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She sleeps and eats, and all the while stays curled
as though still inside my daughter’s body,
in that thick calm of muffled sound that held her,
must be soothing her still
here in the room though none of us can feel it.
She is fine like a ringlet of fiddlehead fern
before it unfurls in the summer forest,
spiraled frond, close to the ground,
most of the plant still root and rhizome
hidden beneath the earth.
Her face, placid as a newly polished stone,
that sits with its perfect even weight
in the curve of an open palm.
All afternoon the soft snail of her
sleeps on her father’s chest.

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Poem copyright 2024 Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Sally Bliumis-Dunn’s books include Echolocation (MadHat Press, 2018).
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Such a beautiful quiet poem.
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Oh my, this is lovely and opened all my memory doors. “She is fine like a ringlet of fiddlehead fern”
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And from such fiddlehead memories, entire family forests grow.
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Oh how I remember this! What a gift to read a poem today and go back…thank you
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And a delight to wake up to and remember
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Ah, such a peaceful, caring poem, encircling a newborn grand-daughter with such joyful imagery and love.
No rough or jagged edges
It’s the way a baby’s new world should begin. And what a gift for her to read in later years. A blessing from the start. A rhizome of connection.
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A lovely lyric…
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