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Click hereYour two faces unfaded,
two voices never silenced
speak in my mouth,
formless then growing
as you grew in my body--
faces, organs, limbs
reaching forward to live,
but backward to survive,
for the skin of generations
covers you my schtetl children,
even exiled from ancestry,
even exiled from me.
I labor in this separating,
which goes on through years,
through distance still
overwhelming me to push, push
you into the light always
your two faces haunt me.
Ange!! I do love this one so much! How could those two faces do anything but live to the fullest as you are? What a great example, Mom!
As it does throughout your poetry.
Someday, if not already now,
light will shine from many faces
as they look with pride upon your words and work.
.......full of love, longing and pain it is hard to read without a lump-in-the-throat. Knowing where it grows from makes it very touching but even for the casual reader it must be very moving. Thank you Ange. Once out "in the light" may they return to you, embracing you with love again.