Books I think of when I think of my mother

Since we were little kids, my mom has told me and my sister “I carry your heart in my heart,” from the ee cummings poem, “[I carry your heart with me(i carry it in]”

I’ve always loved that poem because it sounds like something Leonard Cohen would sing. My favorite stanza:

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

She’s retired now, but for years, my mom was a 5th-grade language arts teacher. She’s always loved poetry, stories, and words.

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