My mother tied a string around her finger and just as she was trying to tie it to mine my sister ran off with it, tying it first around a tree then a bush, then around the house and up through the moon and back. By the time she returned my mother was old. She yanked at the string as though it were a plant in dry earth. I picked up the string and took it from there. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTERGLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER [DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE DOG by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO THE SOUTH ON ITS NEW SLAVERY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A MINUET ON REACHING THE AGE OF FIFTY by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE TRIUMPH OF LIFE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |