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Spring CleaningAuthor(s): Debra BruceSource: The Iowa Review, Vol. 4, No. 3 (Summer, 1973), p. 25Published by: University of IowaStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20158067 .
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SPRING CLEANING
In the photograph, you are twenty-two. You have stepped out from straw shadows, like a bird on yellow feet, into the eye of a camera,
my mother
considering how to smile.
On my bureau you live again? a girl full of smells and a dark water.
In my room all Spring, you marry. You eat spoons. Children break from you like bubbles.
You are singing too loud.
Father cracks his throat
on your thigh. A white needled wind
stings the crocus.
You choke on your knuckle.
Here Mother, I give back your cider hair,
hoary wrists and plum belly. I give back your breasts.
They have lumps in them.
O, Now it is me.
Twenty-two Springs. Lime trees sift their butter.
In the mirror, I am in love with my hips. You are knocking through the years,
through the steamy showers, saying:
"Hurry up, dear. Please come out."
The sun bursts its pod. I will hide under my knees.
I will roll up my shadow.
Coming, Coming .. .
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