My Mother’s Lines

2021-04-10

"I touched a pulsing vein on her hand, & thought of the blood she shared with me: her legacy of pain & meaning, an inevitable gift to me." Our relationship with our parents is invariably fraught with tension and tenderness. We fight, we stop talking, and then, magnetically, without thinking, we gravitate towards each other as if nothing had happened. One of the comforts of this love is that we can take it for granted - until we realize we can't. Things pass - so will they. And we will discover what being left alone truly mea...

"I touched a pulsing vein on her hand,

& thought of the blood she shared with me:

her legacy of pain & meaning,

an inevitable gift to me."

Our relationship with our parents is invariably fraught with tension and tenderness. We fight, we stop talking, and then, magnetically, without thinking, we gravitate towards each other as if nothing had happened.

One of the comforts of this love is that we can take it for granted - until we realize we can't.

Things pass - so will they. And we will discover what being left alone truly means. We need to be with them, we need to be the best to them, hopefully be the best of them.

I am Sunil Bhandari.

I am a poet based out of India. My book of poetry 'Of Love and Other Abandonments' was an Amazon bestseller. My second book is 'Of journeys & Other Ways to Get Lost'. Both are available on Amazon.

Get the podcast, a lovely free book of poems and other resources here .

Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.

Get in touch with me on uncutpoetrynow@gmail.com

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