POEM Jennifer Compton

NWR Issue 104

Your Mother, My Daughter, and You, Her Son

You don’t look like anyone I know, and never have.
But your mother was the same, she always confused me.
She arrived in a hectic rush, as did you, and like you had
set up a beachhead, taken a foothold, in a handy uterus,
uninvited and yet adamant, so all a mother can do is submit.
Both of you loved the rock of a horse cantering underneath.
You are more like your mother than anyone else...

Jennifer Compton lives in Melbourne, Australia and is a poet and playwright who also writes prose. Her latest title is This City. In 2013, her poem, ‘Now You Shall Know’, won the Newcastle Poetry Prize. Five Islands Press will be publishing her new book, also called Now You Shall Know.

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