Her latest poem got shared around by family, and it's beautiful. Evocative. Heart-breaking. Joyful.
She gave me permission to share it with you here.
I’M SAYING GOODBYE TO MY BODY
I’m saying goodbye to my body,long ago disdainedfor size of breasts, shape of legs,now nudging me downhill all the way.I’m saying goodbye to my body,ancient collaborator withthe smell of new-cut grass,the thrust of arm throwing a ball,the velvet feel of East New York’s slatesunder my speeding roller skates,the taste of June’s wild strawberries,the pull of dancing à la Isadora, à la Martha,the glory of May Day marching,the sight of Jenny Lake in the Tetons,of broom in bloom in the Luberon,the sweet oasis of Shabbos,the pride of menstrual flow,the head-loosening orgasms,the glow of babies suckling, the mindful heat of Emily’s poems,the hug of Sons and Lovers,the startle of “Sunflowers” hanging in a school,the wake-up of Mozart’s G-Minor,the movies subtitled, French and Soviet,most of all, words, words, words,jousting among us until in the morning.I’m saying goodbye to my body andits first-time joys,now recycled into memory.I’m saying goodbye and thank you.
©Ruth DropkinJune 2017