“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.