Week 4: mothers, daughters, becoming

This week's poem was "I am becoming my mother" by Lorna Goodison. 

I am Becoming my Mother 

Yellow/brown woman
fingers smelling always of onions

My mother raises rare blooms
and waters them with tea
her birth waters sang like rivers
my mother is now me

My mother had a linen dress
the colour of the sky
and stored lace and damask
to pull shame out of her eye.

I am becoming my mother
brown/yellow woman
fingers smelling always of onions.

From I am becoming my mother, 1986.
Reproduced by kind permission of the author. 

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