by Victoria Redel was offered by Poets.org's Poem-A-Day
on June 27, 2013. In rambling free verse, this deeply personal poem recalls the poet's relationship with her mother, dead for thirty years. Parts are poignant; other parts are maudlin approaching creepy. Again, I question the value of publishing such personal poems in the absence of personal fame.
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