Monday, December 27, 2010
Although I atually wrote this poem after my loss, I decided to place it in the "trying to conceive" portion of the chapbook because the frustrations I express here are the same ones I felt during that time. It was (and still is) difficult for me to watch so many others experience the joys of pregnancy and motherhood. And even more difficult when some of those people didn't really want it to happen or neglected the children they were blessed with. Thinking about this, reminded me of the apricot tree my family had. It would bloom every year, but never bore any fruit. I felt like I could identify with this tree and decided to write about it. This is the first mention of trees in the chapbook, but it won't be the last.