Fooled and foiled by age’s changing:
Wrinkling cheek or thigh or arm;
Gaugeable cholesterol, a kidney stone…
The daughter product of my womb, her own
Cholesterol controlled, the whole of life
Now shown to be on loan
As kith and kin, e’en skin and bone
Are being clocked…
I am no longer shocked, no longer blocked,
No longer feel mocked by Law;
But flowing with it as it sows
And goes someplace that no one knows
Is understanding so much more
Than just the weeks or days before.
What Shall I Call This? 12.15.2008/revised 12.29.2019
Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature II;
Mother Book; Circling Round Woman II; Birth, Death & In Between II;
Arlene Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 