After the Diagnosis
We reminisce.
Rest in silence.
At one point we marvel
at the unexpected
heaviness of water.
Dad tells me
it weighs
8.3 pounds per gallon,
or so he thinks.
Now I understand
this pressure in my chest–
the slow inevitable breach
beneath my reservoir
of tears.
©Molly Hogan
As I’ve alluded to in several posts lately, this has been a challenging spring–and for so many reasons. At school, ending the year teaching, reading and writing poetry has been a breath of fresh air. At home, writing poetry has allowed me to explore my emotions and simultaneously get a bit of distance from them.
I’m not sure it’s an exaggeration to say that this spring, poetry has saved me.
This week’s Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by Carol at her blog, Carole’s Corner. She’s sharing poems by a wonderful new-to-her (and new-to-me) poet, Jeannette Encinias.
I’m sorry about the diagnosis. I am glad poetry saved you. This poem says it all.
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Thanks, Janet. It’s funny because I think of poetry as bringing me in touch with my emotions in some ways, but it also gives me a bit of distance. Like a photographer with a camera I guess.
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You captured this beautifully. How many pounds of tears have we shed in the past 2 months or so? Love you.
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At least 8.3…love you, too!
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Molly, so sorry to hear how tough it’s been! Cheers to almost summer and hopefully even more time for writing.
That poem really was powerful
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Thanks. I’m looking forward to a bit more down time. (Sorry I was late approving this! It got lost in the shuffle.)
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Molly,
So sorry you are going through such a hard time. I’m glad poetry is bringing some relief. Wishing you strength, and peace, and lots of people to love and hold you during this time!
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Thanks for the good wishes. I do appreciate them!
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So glad poetry has been a grace for you. Your poem is beautiful and original. Sending love and hugs (and some virtual tissues).
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Thanks, Tabatha.
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Your revision of this poem is just right. It grips that moment tightly. Prayers continuing for your father.
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Thanks, and I appreciate the prayers, Margaret.
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Oh, Molly, peace to you and yours during this difficult chapter. Yes, poetry can release and heal hurts.
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Bringing poetry into our lives feels like a good shift from our lives and seeing what poets share means so often we’re not alone. I’m sorry for these tough days, Molly, for you and all your family and friends. Hugs for you from afar. Your poem speaks loudly to me!
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Thank you, Linda.
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❤
I'm so sorry you're going through this! The "reservoir of tears" is a perfect phrase. Sending prayers.
Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Thanks again, Ruth!
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Saved you and many more. Thank you for sharing this incredible tender, specific to you but universally felt poem. I hope some weight of life lifts for you soon.
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Thanks, Linda! I’m looking forward to spending time with my dad this summer.
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This is so beautiful, Molly. Sending you hugs.
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Thanks, Catherine!
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I was going to write, heartbreaking…but then I read again and I guess that’s exactly what the breach is beneath your “reservoir / of tears:” your heart breaking. Thank goodness for poetry to mend and heal us.
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Thank goodness, indeed!
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This is so lovely. The way you move from
“the unexpected
heaviness of water.”
to
“this pressure in my chest–” and “reservoir of tears.”
Wishing you strength and comfort in what you’re facing at the moment.
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Thank you so much.
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Hannah and i have your family and your dad in our hearts. How’s he doing today? And his daughter?
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I so appreciate your thinking of us. I’m heading out to OH this weekend to visit and help out. I’m looking forward to spending time together.
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Hannah and I met in Ohio at the College of Wooster between Akron and Columbus. It’s important family time!
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