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               CONSTANCE                                   






when i was pregnant, she told me
reaching back more than twenty years
for the memory


put sunflower seeds on my belly

 i used to read aloud to my son
so he could hear our bones


i love our voices, she said
chickadee & sparrow flutter down
lured by the seeds and undisturbed
by our voices


i put your hand on my belly
i invite you to read this aloud
i want to listen to our bones


& to love our voices, for a little while




                         Joanne Arnott   (  metis nation Canada  )














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