Paper Poetry
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Paper Poetry

Mothers to Many

Even if you’ve never had one, you’ve had plenty

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Open your hearts
you who feel motherless and brace against the dawn,
Armed to the teeth, cheated and snuffed
resenting a void.

Recall and recount,
for on each little finger
a mother stands, open and soft,
sent to you no less by God than had you been born…

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We are living in the digital world, covered in the autonomous aspects & tracked motions of life. Yet, somehow we are losing some critical elements. Keyboards, touchpads, & speech-to-text are there, but we believe that handwritten words on paper is still meaningful to some poets.

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