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Weeds and Blooms
by
Donal Mahoney

 
Alice, a mother and housewife,
watches her husband, the doctor,

out in the garden on weekends
weeding with a speed and ferocity

she can't muster, her energy spent
taking care of the kids.

They never discuss his work
at the clinic where he digs

bulbs out of wombs, snuffing
any chance for blooms.
--Submitted by Donal Mahoney on 2014-08-15.
Post New Comment:
rhonasheridan:
Digs bulbs out of wombs sounds a bit drastic. Not a pretty poem. It was sad without - to me- having a point, apart from shock value
Posted 09/28/2014 01:11 AM


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