Thinking of my Daughter Today....



the pomegranate’s decimation
Carrie Ayagaduk Ojanen
arils loosed from the yellow membrane
pith pocked and pocketed
spread across the plate Aapa 
gave us on our wedding day
my daughter, my panniq, picking at the crimson 
carapace, her graceful small fingers 
examining each aril between finger and thumb
before she consumes it, just so
reminds me of crab cooked in winter
my uncles letting loose
their catch across the tile floor
the clatter as thin tine toes
chased us 
and later the bodies’ 
carapace—craggy corniced interiors
the inner sanctum 
the source of life 
the sacred centering 
cathedral
of appreciation
have I done enough to deserve this
I hold each memory
the December light flickers out
between the dark damp trees

I watch my daughter, my panniq, as she is this moment
Copyright © 2020 by Carrie Ayagaduk Ojanen. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on April 3, 2020 by the Academy of American Poets.
Photo from Simplyrecipes.com

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