As a military mom I can tell you I am deeply moved by your poem and that the scent of a son is so very, very powerful under the circumstances you've written about.
...bless you, Jude. Here it is again, one of your most dominant strengths in your writing: you are the possessor of the great Gift, of spiritually climbing into another's heart, then looking out upon the reader, while relating the other's one's truth. Awesome!
Tis a fact of life, that Women most often grieve for and with other women who have lost Son's or daughers. Men experience this as well, though they may not outwardly show it.
Two little twin toddlers fell into a rainwater tank here in our State last week and drowned, they were two years old. A tragedy. I watched as the parents were shown on TV emerging from the church behind a casket, that they were both placed in together. Words fail to describe the anquish I felt for the parents!
I think that your write expresses that self same emotion in words, a woman would use tears for, and it clearly demonstrates the depth of your soul.
TY Jude
Ch'erie
Very special write and one so easy to relate to in this crazy terrorist world of hate and anger we live in, it is the mother's and fathers that pay the highest price.
Felix
Womb-knowledge is strong and sure, and its protective and nurturing instincts unquenchable. Earth's future needs to be in the hands of the creative sowers rather than the devastating reapers who devour everything without even leaving seed to propagate. Gets more Italiano with every reading and this is where the rubber hits the road - when the graffiti on the walls of the backstreets in Noo Joisey is daubed with the fresh blood from killing fields elsewhere, and the woeful moans of the matriarch on the 13th floor echo Rachel's biblical weeping in Ramah. We are every Mother and every Son. Good repost, Jude. TY Kate xx
Heartbreaking and touching, you cut a huge slice from life and serve it up to all who know the scent of family and cannot begin to imagine how starved for their love we would be if they were taken from us. Excellent!!
Take care,
Sherry
Robert
This sums up the utter despair and pain of a mother who has lost the only thing of value to her in the world...
Thanks for reposting this beauty..
Peter
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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As a military mom I can tell you I am deeply moved by your poem and that the scent of a son is so very, very powerful under the circumstances you've written about.
Many blessings,
~jeanne
B&R
love & blessings ~ rhonda
Two little twin toddlers fell into a rainwater tank here in our State last week and drowned, they were two years old. A tragedy. I watched as the parents were shown on TV emerging from the church behind a casket, that they were both placed in together. Words fail to describe the anquish I felt for the parents!
I think that your write expresses that self same emotion in words, a woman would use tears for, and it clearly demonstrates the depth of your soul.
TY Jude
Ch'erie
Excellent write Robert...
eT
heartbreaking to any soul
Thanks for sharing
love and peace
XXXX dove
Felix
Chanti
Richard
Reindeer
Take care,
Sherry
Susan
This sums up the utter despair and pain of a mother who has lost the only thing of value to her in the world...
Thanks for reposting this beauty..
Peter