April 1, 2019
National Poetry Month
April is National Poetry Month
Ida Matilda’s Cream Pitcher
“Ida Matilda’s Cream Pitcher”
I loved to spend endless, languid
days at Grandma’s house, sitting
around her plentiful kitchen table… Ida
Matilda’s raisin-filled cookies, sprinkled with
apple pies and yeast breads served hot from her oven
tart cherry desserts and homemade blackberry jam
I poured fresh cream this morning, from her old ivory
little piece of McCoy pottery, circa 1940, Art
Deco, with faded daisies and pale green
a glass vase of old-fashioned pink roses on a
soft cotton table-cloth, the color of blushing cheeks.
Creamers like this had a mate but the open sugar bowl
Reservations were never necessary
even when times were tough, she served her 7
around the abundant table. A tolerant
Mother, she filled this creamer with sweet milk every
Patiently I touch the smooth brown glazed handle
Ida’s cream pitcher felt cool in my septuagenarian hand
today. It spilled out the sound of her laughter
caused me to cinch my fingers around it’s girth
Her pale eyes were an ice blue winter sky.
Every time I hold her old cream pitcher it
refreshes memories of fresh whipping cream.
For National Poetry Month, I will post a poem every day of April.
My first poem is in memory of my Grandmother, Ida Matilda Kiesling Kirker.
Wife of James Addison Kirker. Mother of 7 children.
They lived in The Village of Wurtemburg, in rural western Pennsylvania.
I live in this village where my ancestors lived and I find inspiration for my art and writing in the landscape and memories of this beautiful little place on earth.
“Ida Matilda’s Cream Pitcher” will be published later this year in:
Star Signs: New & Selected Poems
Abbie’s Corner of the World, Blog, 2017