My mother and Edna
I see my mother in the corridor.
She has come to live with me.
I ask her:
Now? Why not years ago
when you were young and strong,
when you could help me iron shirts
and feed the hummingbirds
at my kitchen window?
Why did you wait until you were tired
and would rather stay home than go out
to watch shorebirds by the bay
or a late-night picture show?
My mother doesn’t answer.
She can’t say a word.
She just keeps looking at me –
as I watch her small, gray-haired reflection
in my hallway mirror.
Edna Shochat grew up in Israel and studied art and graphic design. She came to the US in 1971 and worked in advertising until moving to Palo Alto, California in 1995, where she joined the Palo Alto Art Center Foundation and served on the board of the Dragon Theatre.
A journey through breast cancer, in 2011, led her to discover poetry. “What began as writing therapy has become a vehicle that has transformed my journey through aging.” Her poems are often inspired by photographs and visual images, pictures followed by verse and form “Notes from a camera.”