Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Their Infinite Questions

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When you live
one or two galaxies over
it is hard to measure
how fast the youngest stars
run out to do
their roughhousing—their disks
around them like hula-hoops,
their infinite questions
about spin, water, evolution:
How do we ever answer
as they shine up at us,
a crackle in our best theories—
we could say there are seeds
of you already,
born deep into the dust:
but they never will believe us
as they stand there writing
haiku to planets,
turning their small faces
closer to the sun.

 


Elisabeth Sharp McKetta is the author of The Fairy Tales Mammals Tell and the founder of Poetry for Strangers. She teaches writing during the summer at Harvard and during the rest of the year in Boise. She is mother to one daughter. Visit her website at www.elisabethsharpmcketta.com.


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