By Stephanie Stamm
For my “S” contribution to the A to Z Blog Challenge, I decided to share a poem I wrote about my sister. Three years have passed since her death, after 10 years with early-onset Alzheimer’s. This month marks the anniversary. Writing this poem was a way for me to reclaim and honor the creative and vibrant sister I remember.
She had a head for numbers
and a field hockey stick.
The second, she said, was not enough reason
to get a Ph.D. in physical education.
She was an unlikely-looking magician,
and she didn’t have a black silk hat
or a rabbit, but she conjured
cowboys from the linings of old coats and
big-pawed puppies from bits of plastic,
and she made us all appear
with the flick of a hand,
because she was the one
who’d been away.
The way she told it,
Red defeated the wolf
with some rock-hard biscuits,
her aim being better than her baking,
and she made the world flicker
in light and shadow
on a white sheet.
She was elder, sister, mother,
the one who first called my name,
marking a trail with books and kite string.
Compass and lodestar, she guided me north
to the land of lakes and the sound
of my own voice.
She taught me to surface dive
for good-luck pennies
and to float on the thermals,
only one thin line
anchoring me to earth.
Connect with me:
I am the author of the New Adult/Young Adult urban fantasy series, The Light-Bringer:
I have also contributed stories (one fictional and one true) to the following volumes:
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