• Amelia Dellos

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Meditation & Poetics

Meditations on Motherhood, the Met, & Mother Earth


The Hurly-Burly Girl Takes on the World



Pregnant and alone –

a mother left by the side of the highway.

Shivering as the cars raced by,

ignoring her.


Summer smiles outlined with cherry red popsicles.

Laughter and silly screeches,

running fast, trying to catch the hazy blue sky.

Finally, a kind woman stopped – food, shelter, fresh hay

given freely for the mother

to lay down her weary head

and give birth.

Juicy flowers blooming in fuchsias and corals on your blanket,

but don’t let the bed bugs bite;

one more, you are my sunshine,

then it’s time for bed, little mouse, little mouse.

Nice homes were found for all her children –

except one.

The runt.

Band-aids were your favorite “kiss it and make it better” currency.

It was all so easy then when you wore jelly sandals and a plastic crown

But did I know it at the time?



The crater in my heart grew until it became too much.

I lost daughter to the hours whipping by.

I lost mother to the heavens after her temporal lobe fractured her into scattered subatomic particles.

I became the loss.

I needed you.

They sent us your picture – you wore rainbow fairy wings.

And like that, four became;

five.


When you welcome me home, your whole body wiggles.

To wake me up—you stick your tiny warm pink tongue up my nose.

You fend off strangers with your brave toy growls,

but an errant plastic bag blowing in the wind makes you shiver?

You’re our miniature Halley’s Comet lighting up our atmosphere.

***

Hurling herself toward the big wide world,

Pulling hard against her restraints,

Trying to catch sunlight and moonbeams,

She chases after shadows in the snow.



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Mediation & Poetics - A Prose Haibun

Spring 2022

Columbia College Chicago

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It's About Time was published in Grand Dame Literary Journal on 02-22-22.



I am excited to share a piece I wrote in my MFA workshop at Columbia College Chicago last semester. I want to thank my fellow MFA candidates for their feedback and encouragement. And of course, writer, teacher, extraordinaire Mr. Joseph Meno.





It’s About Time

“Be prepared,” the hospice nurse warned when she arrived at the nursing home to remove mom’s oxygen. “Once we take her off, she can go within the hour.” That was 48 hours ago.

For the complete story, please visit Grand Dame Literary Journal.



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The Grande Dame Literary Journal is a blog-style journal for women writers of a certain age (we won’t ask) who write short stories, short memoir, and/or are interested in promoting self-published books with an excerpt and a purchasing link. We want to promote the writing of women who embrace life and sprinkle experiential wisdom throughout their stories, memoirs, and books. Write stories that pull on heartstrings, add a dash of humor and a dollop of food, and it will linger on our palate.

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