Mum

The thought of Mum hit me

Out of the blue;

I was jogging on Bowen, preoccupied with something else, while having Podcast on

A favourite cultural critic was trashing a one-time bestseller;

About positive thinking with a funny title

She presented to me many years ago, as a sort of gift;

“What a silly book,” then I said

Sent it away to whom I can’t remember;

Now

My heart has grown more capacious and tender

But Mum is gone.

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