Weaker than Water

"In the world, there is nothing more submissive and weak than water. Yet for attacking that which is hard and strong, nothing can surpass it." –Lao Tzu

How My Brother Dealt with Mother’s Dying

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He watched through the window the jaundiced grass

bending stiffly over, blades like needles,

melted, molded into arches, and trees

a bit beyond with burnt burgundy leaves,

diving then dipping slowly in the white

November wind.  He studied migrating

finches, eerie with half their winter’s red,

while early autumn onset eroded

the dim light in her bedroom.  He would stare

at the windowpane when she’d sweat or swear,

when pain came on to her, an unwanted

lover.  He breathed shallow and short, daunted

by breath-born frost against the dampening

glass, only turning whenever she coughed.

 

copyright 1996, Katherine Gotthardt

all rights reserved

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Author: All Things Writing, LLC

Katherine Gotthardt is CEO of All Things Writing, LLC, a full-service content development and content marketing company. A published writer and seasoned educator, Katherine leads a team of professionals on a mission to make clients shine online and in print.

2 thoughts on “How My Brother Dealt with Mother’s Dying

  1. Thank you, Tamela, for visiting and for your comment. —> hands Tamela a tissue

  2. *sniff*

    That was beautiful.

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