Friday, September 26, 2008

Naira Kuzmich: Beginning

Sometimes, I dream about my mother’s breasts.
In my dreams, my mother is naked
and nursing me
While she eats pomegranate seeds,
While she eats sunflower seeds.

Sometimes, I dream only of one breast.
In my dream, my mother only has one
and with it, she smothers me and my cries.
The pomegranate seeds like bloody cysts stain her chest.
The sunflower seeds like dried tears fall to her feet.

The poem was recently published in the Fall 2008 edition of
The Apple Valley Review.

1 comment:

Lilian Bastó said...

I like this poem very much! I would like to translated it into spanish because I have a blog with foreign poetry. Is that posible? (I`m from Argentina).