Thursday, October 13, 2011

A Poem for Karen...

Karen Hubbard Mitchell




Shoulders back, chin up

brown eyes hone in on the work,
nimble hands flying into action,
industrious soldiers of a sharp, rapid-fire mind.
Digging into life, slicing the challenges

as the swift Detroit River,
carving it's path with great intention.
By that northern town where the water is wide
she cut her teeth on usefulness,
the current that propels her

with steel determination.
The first born of Ben and Ellen,

who by sheer grit alone put education first,

she studies life with ravenous appetite.

She met Bob at university,

down south they went,
the doctor and his bride,

ears not tuned to the cornbread expression,

"Y'all come see us, ye hear."

A big city girl in a small southern town.

(God save the queen!)

She found her way,

transmitting that prodigious ethic

to the next generation,

championing women's advance,

a Girl Scout all the way,
infinity gleaming in her eyes,
grown wide

by the grand arc of those snowy great lakes.


~
Janice Baynes, January 15, 2011



(A commissioned poem offered at auction at the 2010 UUCS Auction. Like it? Come bid on this item and I'll draw you with words too. The auction, our 17th, is set for Saturay November 12, 5:30 - 9ish.)

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