Saturday, November 24, 2012

Margaret Plett Vanderwoude, 1938 - 2012

There Should be a Word


for the way she stirs
pours, measures
the angle of her arm
shadow of her hand
at the stove


for the bend of her body
as she moves
steeped in sureness
to retrieve something fragrant
hearty, from the oven


if there was a word for that
I could paint her as clearly
as God sees her


whatever it is
I want a place
at her kitchen table

**

Only ...she won't be there, any more, ever again.

2 comments:

Kay said...

This is such a beautiful tribute! Lovely indeed.

Janet Sketchley said...

It is beautiful. It's a lovely testimony to her and to your love for her.