Rasma Says

Musings, deliberations, flashes of unaccounted for brilliance…

Mother’s Day

It is not easy being a mother
and having to spend the day in bed
with crumbs and dripped tea
and bed socks. 

And love. What is mother-love
that is not guilt-ridden, guilt-
driven, duty-bound, pillar-strong
like Heaven. 

Here. Let your daughters 
show you, not the way
to Heaven but around; it is 
love of the mother-sort

And learned. Look, how
little you still know – what is
the crossword clue for unlettered,
unskilled, unlearned? Once
it was all you knew. 

The ignorant is always cloaked
in the know-it-all. Erase your pencil marks.
Return to blank. Let your daughters
teach you how to love. 


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