I wanted approval,
carrying with me
things of my mother’s
beyond their use to me—
worn-out clock
her small green lock box,
father’s engraved brass plate
for printing calling cards—
such size of her still
calls out to me
with that silently
expressive will.
I don’t get the word ‘size’ in the last verse. I was getting everything up ’til then.
I believe he is saying even these small things have the power to remind him of her. I relate to this since I, too, have kept such small things with me here, wherever I am, in memory also.
Poignent and beautiful
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