Boise, Idaho

Would the kind person who is reading my posts from Boise, Idaho please identify yourself? If you are a relative of the late Chris Ward, I would be especially glad to hear from you. The world is so much emptier without CSW, even though the last time I saw him was in 1969. My email addresas is: poelm34@gmail.com

Winter Solstice, for Zach - Nursery Rhyme #10

Now we come to the shortest day -
Less opportunity for you to play!

And we come to the coldest nights-
Much more chance to hold you tight!

The noise in the radiator wakes you up;
At 5:20 AM you are a playful pup.

But soon this will pass, as all things do,
And we'll all march together into

The time of equinox,
When mama and dada
Can sleep until six!

Nursery Poem #10 BUMBLEBEE, for Zach

Before you were able to talk,
U talked to us with eyes
Made in heaven.
But now that you're older we
Listen to what you say.
Everything you saw, you now replay.
Bumblebee, your word of the day
Evokes your daddy's shirt. It
Even makes me look up "synechdoche."

Nursery Rhyme #9, for Z., 12/8/11

I look into your eyes;
I listen to your sighs.

You have been here before;
tell us what you saw:

The birdies in the sky,
the bumblebee that flies,
the door to your room,
the toys that make a boom,
Sammy the singing fish,
the green plastic dish,
how to count to ten,
how to use a pen.

You'll show us all you know
as you continue
to grow.

How not believe in G-d,
when Zach
makes us all
so proud.


EM

2/2/82 - poem, for my mother (d.2/4/83)

Mother: the blue has gone from your eyes
like early morning in this seaside town
when the air is white with dew.
This is our home; that, my bed.
This, they say, is you.

You scream in the night:
I rush to your side
as you came to mine a million cries ago,
to rescue the child from the image of you
I'd see upon the wall
(bigger than life, and hey-diddle-diddle, and the egg about to fall.)
The next day you were always your size.
Now I wait for morning. You are still very small.
(I will not come to your funeral;
I am at your funeral now.
I will sing you praises, some of them real.)

Oh, my witch-and-fairy godmother, all wrapped-up as one:
the pain you dealt with spoons
you could take away with a smile.

Once, as I take the pan from the bed,
you forget to cover yourself, knees bent.
I turn away too late.
You are bald and young and still as a girl,
untouched by birth or passion or blood.
I wonder if I am real....

When I am still, we hear the sounds of the sea.
And once, before I go, I walk naked
along the shore. My breasts are full,
they move as I do,
I gather them to my lips....
I feel your call: I dress and go.
The sun
inside your thumb is gone.
You are as cold as I was
the day the first drops of blood
began to fall. I called, "Ma,"
you looked at the stain between my legs
and slapped my face - old ritual -
good luck; a woman now. You made me
chow mein and noodles from a box
and slept with me inside this bed. That night,
I wept. Now, I do not.
(I will not come to your funeral;
I am at your funeral now.)

I dress to go. It is night, and the full moon is up.
You are at the edge of sleep and do not say good-bye.
White light fills the room.
You shade your eyes and moan.
I take my final look, then turn,
and wait for you to die.

em

Nursery Rhyme #8 - Baby Toys, for Zach

We take down a crate
of baby things,
which now
only slide
and awkwardly
swing. Some can serve
as teething rings.

Your deft little fingers
and nimble mind
now find toys
of a different kind.

You love to
analyze,
observe,
explore:
what is behind that bathroom door?
how loud does this block sound
when it hits the floor?

Soon you will ask:
Who made the sky?
Why do all the birdies fly?
Why does every wet thing dry?
Now you ask only
with your eyes.

When you have
emptied the crate,
we put the baby toys
back.
We will look at them again
some other time.

em

Nursery Rhyme #7

Ding-dong bell
Pussy's in the well!
Who put him in?
I cannot tell you
that.
Who took him out?
Our best little
Zach!

Nursery Rhyme #6, For ZAP

Ink - a - dink
a bottle of ink,
the cork fell out
and Zach began
to sing and shout,
"La la la la la la."

Nursery Rhyme #5, for Sweet Zach

Baa baa black sheep
have you any wool?
Yes, sir, no, sir,
Three bags full.
One for my master
and one for my dame,
and Zach wants
one for his "NaNa"
who lives near
the train.....

Nursery Rhyme #4 for ZAP

Ring-around the rosy
A pocketful of posy,
Zach laughs with a big "Ha ha,"
And finds his nose
and toesies.
When the children yell,
"All fall down,"
Zachary calls out, "MaMa."

em

Nursery Rhyme #3, for Zach

Zack and Jill
went up the hill
to fetch a pail
of water.

Jill fell down
and broke her crown,
and Zack kept yelling,
"Da-Da."

em

Nursery Rhyme #2, for Zach

Zachary dackary dock,
the mouse ran up the clock.

The clock struck one,
and down he run.

"BOOM BOOM!"
said Zachary
dackary dock.

Nursery Rhyme #1, for Zachary

Thank you for this miracle
this miraculous day
of holding
my boy's boy
on my knee.

G-d in his mercy
blesses the loyal
who remain
in his fold.
I pray now
that I may live
to be very old.

Thank you for this miracle
this miraculous day
of seeing
my boy's boy
so happily
at play.


em