Cherish What Blossoms
My daughter still reads in my lap.
Her voice skates smoothly
from page to page
until she stumbles over turnip.
It makes her laugh.
Because turn and nip.
Her shoulders shake against my chest.
She’s almost done with level G.
Next is H. Then I.
Next are chapter books.
Next is long division.
It’s like a corridor.
Fractions in the distance,
cursive, compound clauses.
And further still – polynomials,
reflexive verbs, sonnets,
force dynamics, Aristotelian dialectic.
I can’t remember learning how to read.
The patterns have ingrained themselves
as droplets etch the face of stone.
I simply can’t remember
what happened in my favorite books,
or the feel of words inside my mouth,
or stories I made up myself,
or whether turnip ever made me laugh.
Ying Wu studies neurocognitive mechanisms mediating creativity and insight, and hosts San Diego’s Gelato Poetry Series. Her work has been featured in Serving House Journal, Synesthesia Anthology, Blue Heron Review, The San Diego Poetry Annual and The Poetry Superhighway, and was awarded honorable mention in the Kowit poetry competition.