Featured Poet: Tracey Curzon-Manners

Beautifully written and moving. We’ve either been there or we likely will be.

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Tonight’s poem “The Arms of Mater” by Tracey Curzon-Manners resonates in part because its depth sneaks up on you. Enjoy this prose-poem.


The Arms of Mater

I kneel before you and we both laugh in the struggle that ensues as minutes are spent forcing fresh socks onto stiff, twisted feet only for them to be soaked again in the effort required to stand.

Your face says it all.

Bless you.

It’s not your fault.

Sit down, we’ll try again.

The underwear’s a challenge but with one deft move and a little co-operation — your arms do seem to have a mind of their own (at least some part of you does) — a little manipulation and snap!

We’re in business.

I just need a minute…

Now then, what about these trousers?

I hold them up and contemplate the next crucial move.

Climbing the north face would be easier.

Let’s take it one leg…

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