“What is your face like, your hands holding the pages, the child forsaken in you, who now looks through your eyes at mine?”
https://www.themarginalian.org/2020/12/14/muriel-rukeyser-the-life-of-poetry-in-crisis/
“What is your face like, your hands holding the pages, the child forsaken in you, who now looks through your eyes at mine?”
https://www.themarginalian.org/2020/12/14/muriel-rukeyser-the-life-of-poetry-in-crisis/
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This Random Sense of Wonder 
Such loss changes the perception of an entire universe–for there is none like Mother. –God bless you.
Yes, indeed. Thanks so much…