Memories Poem by VO THI NHU MAI
Memories
a chipped bowl measures rice and a mother's love
it also measures the years of hunger long ago
hidden in a cupboard corner, dusty and dented
until laughter called it forth
and memory spilled like warm rice into my palms
one bowl and a little extra, mother said each morning
not knowing those words would come back through decades
a recipe for love is used by generations on tough days
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