Tribute

In honor of Mother’s Day and those of us
who have lost our mothers, I salute the writing
of Claire Basescu, Ph.D. with her poem:

THE ECHO

In my dream my mother
left me
messages on my answering machine.
I listened to that ghostly
voice over and over
trying to save it.

I’m fine, she said
in her soothing cultivated tone
sweetness like the scent of lavender.
I know everything.

Sometimes
I imagine her there
protective and warm
illuminating me

the love beam
that saves you
from oblivion.

Sometimes her absence is like
the thing I can’t change
the immovable thing
the rock
the shock
of an empty cave
echoing