She cannot be
gone!
She is my light,
my food,
my breath.
Without her,
this life will be
a gray, unrelenting
sentence.
She’s still
just a baby,
my baby.
Perhaps, God,
if I held her
strong enough,
close enough,
You would
trade my life
for hers?
I won’t ask
why.
No answer
will suffice.”
Inspired by Käthe Kollwitz,
"Frau mit totem Kind" (1903)
[Written for http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/words-count-with-mama-zen.html ]
I think you've written a story for this image that is heartbreaking and appropriate, spare but powerful words. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThese image is so tragic. It was no easy task to write a poem on it, but you have braved the almost impossible and provided an authentic voice for the sorrow.
ReplyDeleteThis is beyond tragic.. That image touched me deeply... Somehow it made me think of refugees...
ReplyDeleteOh, Mosk. This is outstanding. That was my favorite of all of the pictures, but I just couldn't tackle it.
ReplyDeleteVery deep and very touching in its tenderness too. Well done on the inspiration. :)
ReplyDeleteI imagery when I read this...felt tragic and deeply touched right in my heart. Heartbreaking and powerful words my friend.
ReplyDeleteFantastic write, Mosk.........you nailed it.
ReplyDeleteWell done, B. This is a tragic painting, and you did it justice.
ReplyDeleteYour words seep the agony of the painting. How crushing to the soul to lose a child.
ReplyDeletePerfectly shaped. Your words come out of he sad picture... they just flow
ReplyDeleteThe perfect ekphrastic Buddha; well done
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Straightforward and an arrow to heart--every parent's nightmare.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. So full of emotion.
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