Saturday book feature — Unforgetting — Christine Potter

Poem To Myself At 30

I see you change out of your whites
in the cooks’ bathroom where
a florescent tube, almost burnt-out
flickers like Charlie Chaplin. Garlic

stings your cuticles, a clingy musk
under the lavender hand soap
someone else brought in. Take off
your bandana, shake out your flat hair,

and open the door to the sudden
comfort of the wide black sky
overhead: no moon, but stars and
stars and stars. The bread order

is placed, tomorrow’s vegetables
safe in the dill-scented walk-in. Try
not to listen to your mother. It’s fine
to be happy with this. See? Your

old red car still runs smoothly.
Its radio is tuned to a friendly song,
and the drive uphill and home
shorter and kinder than you think.

by Christine Potter, from Unforgetting, (Kelsay Books, 2018)

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2 responses to “Saturday book feature — Unforgetting — Christine Potter”

  1. Janice D. Soderling Avatar

    Delighted to read this. Happily waiting to see what you serve us in 2023.

    1. Bob Bradshaw Avatar
      Bob Bradshaw

      Beautiful writing! I love the author‘a poems.

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