“Adopted,” A poem for a cold Saturday afternoon

My step-mother Arlene Pollack published her second poetry collection, Persons, Places, and Things. Here is the first poem in the collection.

 

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Knowing full well my search would lead nowhere,

With eyes veiled to conceal my interest,

I have looked for Mother in places known and rare.

 

At first I sought her in those places where

My heart felt most at home, yet, all the while,

Knowing full well my search would lead nowhere.

 

One summer in Rome, I thought I’d seen her there,

Retraced my steps to find her shop; could not.

I have looked for Mother in places known and rare.

 

I have looked for Mother deep within my heart,

Studying myself, the children I have borne,

Knowing full well my search would lead nowhere.

 

In my travels, making time to spare,

I have searched through records, for what I do not know.

I have looked for Mother in places known and rare.

 

I have not found my mother anywhere;

Yet she has never once been lost to me;

Knowing full well my search would lead nowhere,

I have looked for Mother in places known and rare.

Author: Harold Pollack

Harold Pollack is Helen Ross Professor of Social Service Administration at the University of Chicago. He has served on three expert committees of the National Academies of Science. His recent research appears in such journals as Addiction, Journal of the American Medical Association, and American Journal of Public Health. He writes regularly on HIV prevention, crime and drug policy, health reform, and disability policy for American Prospect, tnr.com, and other news outlets. His essay, "Lessons from an Emergency Room Nightmare" was selected for the collection The Best American Medical Writing, 2009. He recently participated, with zero critical acclaim, in the University of Chicago's annual Latke-Hamentaschen debate.

2 thoughts on ““Adopted,” A poem for a cold Saturday afternoon”

  1. I love my mom. She’s so nice and kind to everybody. But time will take her away someday. Dear Lord, I do not understand this system.

  2. I don’t understand it either.

    I hope and believe though that we don’t actually get lost. It just feels that way?

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