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Emails from my mother: a poem

In the continued conversation with my mother about poetry, art and what it means and whether we are worthy of its interpretation, she wrote this poem.  I publish it here, on her birthday. Happy Birthday Mom. Thank you for making me appreciate art and literature – lower case. And for always, most importantly, making me laugh.

Punch Line

Remember that pompous ass

who, welcoming us into his gallery

asked, after shaking our hands

“Do you know Art?”


We didn’t dare look at each other,

saving the laughter for later.

But then, striding off he said

“Walk this way.”