Mother's Day

This is my first Mother's Day without a mother. Mother's-Day reminders in advertisements, stores, and on social media upset me. I have not adjusted to my new reality. But recently, when I heard an artist describe her current work as "a branch without a tree", I thought: at least now I know, how I feel. A few days earlier a woman I had never met who called herself a medium told me my mother had demanded she deliver a message to me. And it all became a poem:



Like a branch without a tree

Bottomless lake

Wing missing its bird

You in my wildflower dreams


Floating in white veils

Do it for me

You say