The poetry of sisters begins long before memory and the giving of names. First kinship that finds you braids histories under a bright sun. A fierce love grows up unnoticed. Quietly forgives your unkindest moments calls out your quirks jumps for your joy. And always — always speaks truth to your power. The poetry of sisters is a closeness swifter than time & all talk. Intricate mystery of bones that know ache rejoice for another in ways no other ever will.
July 23, 2010
February 12th, 2013 at 2:14 pm
The poetry of sisters ….sweet! Encspsulates the exquisiteness of a love that weaves a tapestry of eternal connectedness.