Four Poems

by Jon Davis

Portrait of My Mother, 1957

You want to remember this. But why? Your mother,
hospitalized for depression. The doctors recommending—
No, that’s the adult version. In the child’s version,
there’s no mother, then there’s a mother.
She looked off,
into the distance. She must have looked off
into the distance as if there were something to find
there. That could explain it.

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