Beautiful! I've always loved the word cowlick as a description of the swirls, some oddly placed, on my head. Thinking of it this way gives me an entirely different and very sweet feeling.
How I loved this! Made me laugh at myself for getting annoyed with my hair AND I found my hand on my heart when I got to the end. Thank you, dear Phyllis.
You turn our view of the world upside down surprising all with a different take on life, A hairdressers a fortune teller and the origins of cowlicks. Such fun to read and ponder the down deep meaning of the ache of the poet. Thanks.
P.S. I have cowlicks all over my head, my childhood photos prove it. I still can't find ways to tame them.
“So much depends on the first knittings of skin,” oh, yes. I related as a fellow cowlick-owner. And then the turn from self to other, the compassion; wow!
Beautiful! I've always loved the word cowlick as a description of the swirls, some oddly placed, on my head. Thinking of it this way gives me an entirely different and very sweet feeling.
“...and I fill with ache for how sorely my mother
still carries my tumblings inside her.”
The definition of “mother” ❤️
How I loved this! Made me laugh at myself for getting annoyed with my hair AND I found my hand on my heart when I got to the end. Thank you, dear Phyllis.
What a different take on "cowlicks." This poem made me smile, andnd wonder what other assumptions stylists might make about our hair Thanks Phyllis.😄
I needed a good example of an Ekphrastic poem. This fits the bill.
You turn our view of the world upside down surprising all with a different take on life, A hairdressers a fortune teller and the origins of cowlicks. Such fun to read and ponder the down deep meaning of the ache of the poet. Thanks.
P.S. I have cowlicks all over my head, my childhood photos prove it. I still can't find ways to tame them.
They can be named curls too!
Mm yes, hair stylist fortune tellers, love this notion. And live the word whorls.
Oh my heart, that last line Straight to the gut. Thank you Phyllis
“So much depends on the first knittings of skin,” oh, yes. I related as a fellow cowlick-owner. And then the turn from self to other, the compassion; wow!
wonderful poem. I especially like the rhymes you may not have intended -- there is a lullaby quality to this.
Beautiful poem. Very powerful and unexpected ending. Thanks for sharing.
This is so beautiful and profound!
Loved this poem... masterful and evocative. Thank you
Oh that was so beautiful! My child has wild cowlicks and I'm going to send this to him <3
Hi, There was a photo that appeared atop of the poem:
“Bubble of a Womb,” created by nwinn (shared under Creative Commons license)
I thought the poem was about that photo. . . it seemed to me to be
A Child’s Prayer
conceived devoid
of blueprint, full of intent
Dear Lord guide my feet
Bill A. Marable
1/15/23
I love this, especially this line:
From the looks of things, you
must have been trouble, always rolling around,
Have you read this book?
Mom Genes: Inside the New Science of Our Ancient Maternal Instinct
Mom Genes: Inside the New Science of Our Ancient Maternal Instinct
by Abigail Tucker
I think you might love it.