(Wendy Cabell, published in Come to the Table: Recipes for Loving and Serving, edited by Ched Johnson and Nancy Collins-Warner, Monastery of Saint Gertrude, 2021. Poem originally from October 31, 2020, All Hallow's Eve (eve of All Saints' Day), and feast day of Saint Erth of Cornwall (brother of Saint Ia). Image from here.)
Originally from 2020, revisited now in loving memory of my Mother
Heart of Things
This heartbeat
pulsed DNA
knows where I'm from.
From Rosaries
in pockets of aprons,
passed on from mother
to daughter.
From aprons in kitchens
made warm by flame
and good ol' potato soup.
From soup on tables
where rash words stole
Grace that could
have been.
I come from voices
held now as treasure,
even so.
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