Tag: Mum

• Grief & Poetry in Progress

  Seventeen weeks since my mother died. If my grief were a baby, it wouldn’t be eating solid food yet. If my grief were a grapevine, the fruit would only now be ripening. But my grief will not grow, or rot on the vine. If anything has changed, it’s my understanding of how to approach it:…

  mariegauthier

  July 20, 2011

  death, family

  drafts, grief, motherless, Mum, poetry, revision

• “Every lament is a love-song.”*

  Many summer Sundays growing up, my family would get up at dawn, skip church, and instead head out to the beach at the Myles Standish State Forest in Carver, MA. Not just my immediate family, but a huge swath of aunts, uncles, and cousins — Mum was a Georgia girl, but Dad was born &…

  mariegauthier

  June 8, 2011

  death, family, friends, poetry, Time

  grief, Mum, poetry, summer

• The Emperor of All Maladies hastens The Long Goodbye

  But first: The Massachusetts Poetry Festival begins tomorrow! The poetry world will descend on Salem and it will be awesome. (Aside: I was researching parking etc on Google, and, as I began to note the many paranormal/witchy shops, wondered, What’s up with that? Yeah, that’s me, just a little slow on the uptake.) Saturday is…

  mariegauthier

  May 12, 2011

  books, death, family, poetry, sickness, Time

  books, cancer, death, Massachusetts Poetry Festival, Meghan O’ Rourke, Mum, poetry, Siddhartha Mukherjee

• Despite it all…

  …I know I’m lucky. I’m lucky that I was born to a great mother, that I loved her and told her so all the time. That I was able to be there for her and that she let me care for her was a real blessing. A critical illness has a way of burning away…

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  May 10, 2011

  Aidan, family, friends, poetry, Vincent, Writing

  Aidan, Mum, poetry, Vincent, Writing