“My Sister” by @pyramnesiac

My Sister

I dropped “My Sister” on Hic et Nunc a couple of days ago, but I wanted to write more about it here. I have had some feedback on this poem, commenting on the relationships between sisters. And if that’s in this poem for you, if that’s what you get out of it, that’s perfectly valid. I am of the opinion that once a poem is out there, it has a new life…it belongs to the poet and the readers at the same time.

But there’s another personal meaning here that I’m not sure people are accessing. I had a poet friend who also did not initially understand the poem, and was working with me to workshop it, but I hesitated to change anything because it WAS so intensely personal. For that same reason, I rarely write such personal poems…I want enough distance from my poems to be able to see them objectively, to be able to kill my darlings. But either way, I wrote this poem, and I didn’t change it.

What am I talking about? Well, I have a sister, but this poem is not about her.

The speaker of this poem is in the future. The speaker of this poem is a version of my daughter, speaking about her “sister,” who I miscarried. The hawkmoth I think of as the fluttering initial heartbeats, the wormglow is the initial glow of a new pregnancy, the “chestnut,/ tight in our mother’s womb” is as large as her sister grew in this world. The rest of the poem is describing her sister’s spirit being still alive, and how she knows that she ran to the afterlife.

The poem is below, and the NFT has audio of me reading it as well.

My Sister
Available at: https://www.hicetnunc.xyz/objkt/503645

Published by pyramnesiac

freelance editor, writer of sci-fi dreams and poems

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