The wife of a colleague of mine at work learned that she had a genetic predisposition to getting breast cancer. She chose to have a prophylactic mastectomy–the removal of two healthy breasts. I was moved by her decision and wrote her this poem.
For Laura
Needing a steady place
to rest her bow,
the Amazon woman
sacrificed her right breast.
Fair trade, she thought,
for good aim and clear direction.
You, now, warrior yourself,
flatten the playing field
altogether.
Hoping, we know,
for a steady place
for E and J
to grown and gain
your good aim and clear direction.
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A nice Tribute to her. I really like it. So powerful and somehow soothing.
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Thank you. I wanted to support the reason she had had the surgery–for her two daughters.
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Oh, I was thinking of the operation she has to undergo to remove those healthy breasts.
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A hard choice that your tribute honors with an understated dignity. “E and J” are her daughters?
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Thanks for the phrase “understated dignity.” That was just what I was aiming for. Yes, “E and J” are her daughters.
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Beautiful Tribute. I read the comment so my question was answer of who E and J are? 🙂
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Thanks.
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