'God please, let Momo live to be 100'(childhood prayer)
Maya Angelou(April 1928 - May 2014) R.I.P.
These two events, for me have meshed together
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Nika, i'm glad YOU said it is not a poem. i wonted to say it, but didn't dare. and maybe we are both wrong? no matter. it was good you felt you could help unload some of your feelings on PH. i've seen much worse on this site! and it was considerate to not bother bringing it up with your family. :) thanks for sharing. keep your memories! look to your future! ! bri :)
Nika, i'm glad YOU said it is not a poem. i wonted to say it, but didn't dare. and maybe we are both wrong? no matter. it was good you felt you could help unload some of your feelings on PH. i've seen much worse on this site! and it was considerate to not bother bringing it up with your family. :) thanks for sharing. keep your memories! look to your future! ! bri :)
It may not be a poem in the formal literary sense, but it's certainly poetic. At the heart of it is this fusion of Maya Angelou and your grandmother, and the linking of distant realities and their now immediate presence together in your life/consciousness - that's the essence of poetry. The first time I read this I just read it for its feelings and they tugged mightily at my heart. In subsequent readings the writer in me saw the need for revision, we have trained ourselves to be alert to these things, it's a double vision of language, both its truth and its beauty, both meaning and craft. If you revise it, it WILL be a poem in the formal sense. But never discard this draft, it is a precious reminder of the love you shower on both Maya and Momo, and that's priceless, isn't it?
Nika... I really feel that the title you have chosen for this tribute to Maya Angelou and your grandmother is very apt! Even though they are dead, with their death, the seeds of their thought will propagate in congenial soil and will bear flowers and fruits! I can guess how much of feelings you have for your Momo!