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Norene by Andy O’Leary
First, there’s a clarinet
Not alarm clocked.
Licorice stick breeze
Next, it’s coffee
Black and vanilla.
It was stolen culture, but I grew up there
So, it’s home to me.
Nduja and over easys
Mountain wave cloud sunny grey
Moist air morning in the high desert
First she was humming
Now she’s singing in a language
I don’t follow but I know the song.
Her babies are far away, and she is in
this strange land that is her home now.
It’s rarely hot and muggy here
But today will remind her of the children.
She keeps her sadness unseen
unless you knew her back then.
She has a dryer, but she hangs her wash.
It’s a flag gesture declaring her sovereignty.
She’s not a fish out of water
She’s a bird on the ground!
Her wings are the notes of her song.
We honor and celebrate Mothers on the Nightside on Sunday, May 12 from 9 p.m. to midnight.
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Poetry by Andy O’
Photography: Florence Owens Thompson / Migrant Mother
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