Marge Piercy, Nancy Nicholas (Editor) · Rating details · ratings · 10 reviews. My Mother's Body, Marge Piercy's tenth book of poetry, takes its title from one of her strongest and most moving poems, the climax of a powerful sequence of Poems to her mother. Rooted in an honest, harrowing, but ally ecstatic confrontation of the mother / daughter relationship in all its complexity and intimacy, it is /5. · cry, a knife tearing a bolt of silk. My father heard the crash but paid. no mind, napping after lunch. yet fifteen hundred miles north. I heard and dropped a dish. Your pain sunk talons in my . · This body is your body, ashes now and roses, but alive in my eyes, my breasts, my throat, my thighs. You run in me a tang of salt in the creek waters of my blood, you sing in my mind like wine. What you did not dare in your life you dare in mine. End of the poem. 15 random poems.
My mother's body. 1. The dark socket of the year. the pit, the cave where the sun lies down. and threatens never to rise, when despair descends softly as the snow. covering all paths and choking roads: then hawkfaced pain seized you. threw you so you fell with a sharp. Marge Piercy is the author of fifteen collections of poetry, including The Art of Blessing the Day; Early Grrrl; Mars and Her Children, My Mother's Body; Available Light; Stone, Paper, Knife; The Moon Is Always Female; and her selected poems, Circles on the Water. Her book of craft essays, Parti-Colored Blocks for a Quilt, is part of the Poets on Poetry series of the University of Michigan. The same words the, your, what, this, our, i, did, you are repeated. The author used the same words this, what at the beginnings of some neighboring stanzas. The figure of speech is a kind of anaphora. If you write a school or university poetry essay, you should Include in your explanation of the poem: summary of My Mother's Body; central theme;.
My Mother's Body, Marge Piercy's tenth book of poetry, takes its title from one of her strongest and most moving poems, the climax of a powerful sequence of Poems to her mother. Rooted in an honest, harrowing, but ally ecstatic confrontation of the mother / daughter relationship in all its complexity and intimacy, it is at the same time an affirmation of continuity and identification. My dear, what you said was one thing but what you sang was another, sweetly subversive and dark as blackberries and I became the daughter of your dream. This body is your body, ashes now and roses, but alive in my eyes, my breasts, my throat, my thighs. You run in me a tang of salt in the creek waters of my blood, you sing in my mind like wine. What you. did not dare in your life you dare in mine. Marge Piercy, “My mother’s body” from The Art of Blessing the Day: Poems with a Jewish Theme (New York: Alfred A. Knopf, ). First appeared in Sojourner (February ). Copyright © , by Marge Piercy and Middlemarsh, Inc. Used by permission of the Wallace Literary Agency, Inc.
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