After Mothers and Daughters by David Campbell
The cruel girls I hated
are over sixty
Their brash beauty
by time and daughters and demons.
Grief has tainted their coffee
has softened their eyes.
For David Campbell’s poem
Turn off your sound before you go there because Poem Hunter has automatic recordings of the poems read by a computer, and that is a fine way to RUIN a poem. Horrible. But the poem is one of my very favourites.