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It's been since late February that Mom had her stroke which created some aphasia. She's made a relatively good recovery, but that's slowed in recent months. It's been frustrating for her as it is harder for her to speak and read and, especially, write. The words and sounds get all jumbled up. It takes patience for her to communicate and some times are harder than others.
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stroke poems : to us be blessed
since the stroke so much has changed
the confident tone
the surety of her words
in the last year
even
the table prayer, words that lived deep inside her
each day of her life
spoken with family since before she could speak
they were
taken from her.
With difficulty, she recites the first part,
the invocation, the calling forth:
“Come, Lord Jesus, / be our guest”
but the last words,
the actual ask,
are the hardest to speak:
“and let these gifts / to us be blessed.”
– steve peterson
The intentionality of the spaces in the first stanza, causing those pauses to search for words, that stutter. And that final stanza. Oof: "the actual ask,/are the hardest to speak." Yes.
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