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- Word Woman
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- Poet, Writer, Organic Fruit Grower
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- Life lover, organic fruit grower, mother, and obsessed with language.
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a new sonnet ...
Though I Wouldn’t Wish Flu on Anyone Else
For thirteen days we stayed inside and burned—
the fever had its way with each of us.
Its fury grabbed my four year old and crushed
his will to play. Beneath white sheets, he churned,
he writhed, a stranger in his skin. He yearned
for heat, then begged for cold. He paled, then flushed.
The fever blazed his laughter gone and hushed
his joyful noise. And then it was my turn.
Two weeks of lengthy lists of things to do,
the fever torched those, too, till only ash
remained and a desire to wrap my thin
hot arms around my son and hold him through
the hours. No task but him. Oh, bless that cache
of days, those ashes that love flowered in.
For thirteen days we stayed inside and burned—
the fever had its way with each of us.
Its fury grabbed my four year old and crushed
his will to play. Beneath white sheets, he churned,
he writhed, a stranger in his skin. He yearned
for heat, then begged for cold. He paled, then flushed.
The fever blazed his laughter gone and hushed
his joyful noise. And then it was my turn.
Two weeks of lengthy lists of things to do,
the fever torched those, too, till only ash
remained and a desire to wrap my thin
hot arms around my son and hold him through
the hours. No task but him. Oh, bless that cache
of days, those ashes that love flowered in.
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