Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Jessie Mitchell’s Mother Comments

Rating: 4.6

Into her mother’s bedroom to wash the ballooning body.
“My mother is jelly-hearted and she has a brain of jelly:
Sweet, quiver-soft, irrelevant. Not essential.
Only a habit would cry if she should die.
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Gwendolyn Brooks
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Kumarmani Mahakul 14 March 2022

"My mother is jelly-hearted and she has a brain of jelly: Sweet, quiver-soft, irrelevant. Not essential. Only a habit would cry if she should die.....o touching. Beautiful poem.

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Khairul Ahsan 27 November 2020

'Only a habit would cry if she should die' - very well said! Congratulations to the poet on the poem's selection as the 'Modern Poem of the Day'!

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 November 2020

" Her way will be black" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 November 2020

" her exquisite yellow youth " fantastic conceptualization. Well deserved modern poem of the day.

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The shabby and the bright: she, almost hating her daughter, Crept into an old sly refuge: “Jessie’s black And her way will be black, and jerkier even than mine. Mine, in fact, because I was lovely, had flowers catching poem

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Mahtab Bangalee 27 November 2020

Triumphant long-exhaled breaths. Her exquisite yellow youth... live long the beauty of Jessie Mitchell’s Mother// it's beautiful poem

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Dr Antony Theodore 09 March 2020

”Jessie’s black And her way will be black, and jerkier even than mine. Mine, in fact, because I was lovely, had flowers Tucked in the jerks, flowers were here and there....” very fine poem. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 April 2019

good poem with a real taste.. tony

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Gwendolyn Brooks

Gwendolyn Brooks

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