Poem of the Week, by Maggie Smith

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People keep telling me I have to pick a side, pick a side. Here’s the side I pick: The world is a mess, and the world is beautiful, and people are awful, and people are wonderful. Let me love the world, and its humans, like a mother.

Rain, New Year’s Eve, by Maggie Smith 

The rain is a broken piano,
playing the same note over and over.

My five-year-old said that.
Already she knows loving the world

means loving the wobbles
you can’t shim, the creaks you can’t

oil silent—the jerry-rigged parts,
MacGyvered with twine and chewing gum.

Let me love the cold rain’s plinking.
Let me love the world the way I love

my young son, not only when
he cups my face in his sticky hands,

but when, roughhousing,
he accidentally splits my lip.

Let me love the world like a mother.
Let me be tender when it lets me down.

Let me listen to the rain’s one note
and hear a beginner’s song.

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2 comments

  1. Anna Belle's avatar
    Anna Belle · December 30, 2023

    Thanks for the lovely new year’s poem – hadn’t seen this one!

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  2. Sharon Rohling's avatar
    Sharon Rohling · December 30, 2023

    Thanks. I really like this beautiful reply!

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