motherhood journey
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Everything Is Beautiful & Everything Is Not
In November I came across an unfinished, unshared poem in my poetry journal. Even though the poem is a rough 20 lines I realized it was actually a complete thought in just the first stanza. I must have written this when I was early postpartum with my baby, Sylvia. She was born last year the… Continue reading
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When a Mother Prays
I’m a beggar and a mother, interchangeable. Spare these hearts of mine! Spare these hearts of mine! These hearts outside of me—spare them please! But I know it. Have lived it. They won’t escape pain, tragedies. By the tens or hundreds. But let them be. Let them breathe. Let them laugh and love, be healed, be held, be fearlessly… Continue reading
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Dandelions from a Mother’s Perspective – a poem of love & letting go
a dandelion is a dandelionunlessgiven by a child. in which case it is the whole world,their whole world, plucked, held out—for you. I hold these dandelionsin my palm, pull thesedandelions from my hair,so rich am I to carrysuch love,my joy etched deepin laugh-lines—rivers where all these flowerssoft and wiltingtake root for good, forever. sweetness lingers… Continue reading
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How Grand to Live an Ordinary Tale
I’ve wondered– Can I write a boring novel? Just about life. Describe those ordinary moments that speak of the deepest blessings, the greatest stories? Would people read it? The falling-in-love part was beautiful, but all the days to follow, all those dinners made, the discovery of being blessed though childless, those first two pink lines,… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 