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Enamelled Milk Pan

 

Nana's Pail

 

 

 

 


plops on tanned grass
cupping midday sun. I wrestle its
worn hand, which once fit

smooth like mangosteen pulp.

 

Our mouths stretch wide as she streams
down its belly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Cat gold member
    February 10, 2008

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    i love the first stanza of this poem.

    and the title sets the mood

    but then- when i get to this:

    "Our mouths stretch wide as she streams
    down its belly."

    i am lost- our mouths... the bucket and yours? you and your siblings? either is a great answer. but then

    as she - who is she? nana, the bucket?.. with the title i almost assume it would have to be the pail

    because if the poem is titled nana's pail.. then she has to be the she.. right? then how is a pail streaming?

    and Then who is the it? whose belly is the she streaming down?


    i'm sorry.. im not trying to be difficult- but i just can't make sense of this...


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    • J.J. Sass
      February 10, 2008
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      I know you're not trying to be difficult lol.

      You're right about 'our mouths' - I was referring to mine and the pail's.

      It is Nana that is streaming down the pail's bucket - in 'tears' as the water spills over.

      Hope that clarifies it somewhat, I didn't intend for that part to be so vague.


  • NurseChilly gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    damn, this is good... and the juice of mangosteen and the belly too... I love the word belly

    thank you for this Stacey...

    well done and thank you for entering the contest


  • The Bear
    February 4, 2008
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    Excellent.


  • Kay-Ann V. Pinnock
    January 31, 2008
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    but all now yuh nuh ansah mi...a wah yuh did a write bout?

  • Kay-Ann V. Pinnock
    January 30, 2008

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    Contemporary and enticing! U have a tendency to "tease" your readers by giving us abbreviated prose as if u want us to literally beg u for more!

    What is the meaning of this piece? Is it symbolic of motherhood? I love the mystique and the cryptic meanings embedded in this short piece...

    It's an advanced approach to poetry!

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