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Brokenness

Mothers are encouraged to create their own den for nursing. Is that not what we all want a place that is there for us forever. Even if its not the same. A corner of a bed. A bed you will have no matter where you go, unless you change your life dramatically and lead a peripatetic life.
Cucumber & Lemon flavor of softsoap with its fragrance reminds me of my fondness for the buyer, that I should let him know about it and so does the ineffectivness of a new dishwashing liquid. A suffusion of memory into time. How much is enough? What is forever? 40-60yrs?
With motherhood, like the cracking egg, an identity dissolves, another forms. In this brokenness, have to figure a wholeness.

An ornamental oil bottle
procured when a friends
family moved back to India

For a while it decorated
my office desk until
some colleagues found
it funny

It then moved from
kitchen to kitchen
with me

Today when the refrigerator
was open or shut
There was a sound
something fell
but nothing visible

between the fridge and the
wall there is a space
enough to
hold a broken glass
to break a held glass
tilted into it

**************
How some things walk into our life and then vanish.

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