Poetry Friday – The Collected Works of Susan Ramsey
Thought I might have run out of poems, but darned if I didn’t find one through mom’s graduate school’s website. Ha HA!
The Sow Bear’s Sonnet
After that ballot travesty I swore
a four year moratorium on news.
I waddled into the woods to find a cave,
scuffed leaves into a heap and planned to snore
till next election. But that crash and roar
hauled me up half-asleep, glass in my hair
and two ugly cubs rolling on the floor,
squalling and spreading wreckage. Don’t you dare
ignore me. I am one grumpy mother.
Someone will get hurt — knock it off, you two.
Two wrongs don’t make a right and all those other
mama cliches. Guess what? Cliches are true.
Here, have a couple more: I don’t care
who started it. Stop. We’ve been through this before.
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About Betsy Bird
Betsy Bird is currently the Collection Development Manager of the Evanston Public Library system and a former Materials Specialist for New York Public Library. She has served on Newbery, written for Horn Book, and has done other lovely little things that she'd love to tell you about but that she's sure you'd find more interesting to hear of in person. Her opinions are her own and do not reflect those of EPL, SLJ, or any of the other acronyms you might be able to name. Follow her on Twitter: @fuseeight.
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rams says
Didn’t help. He got us into this stupid war anyway.
Fuse #8 says
Well, word on the street has it that poetry has never quite been his forte.
Kelly Fineman says
I rounded you up.
Terrific poem, as usual.
eisha says
Nice analogy there. “Two ugly cubs” indeed.
TadMack says
Love that poem – the imagery, the ugly cubs brawling, the mother roaring — the voice of reason at high volume.
Roar louder, Ms. Ramsey!