Witch’s Rags

Witch’s Rags

written by: Nancy Lazar

Born with the sign of Cancer in decline –
that glorious sun-love of innocence
absent from my life’s path –
I wandered into the child’s domain
already a mother to some
getting paid for my devotion to others.

Born of the 70’s obsession with the role
of the womb, when life’s choices
for my kind abounded,
my path took me far from motherhood
before it brought me back and laid me
at the feet of barrenness.

Just one denial of motherhood should be
enough. A life ahead, who can guess
at the chances for family love?
But there were many stumbling stones
on my new path,
many hard breaks and falls.

Until finally, approaching my winter years,
a loving clan evoked my wanting.
Though I, awkward with the rosey cheeked
did try my best, still I was denied.
That is why I wear these witch’s rags;
why I walk these streets alone.

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Nancy Lazar

Writing has been an interest of mine since I could hold a pencil. I kept notebooks for words and lines I thought should be together. Many became poems that now narrate my life. I also loved writing stories as a child which developed into freelance writing for local newspapers in my 20s & 30s. I tried my hand at playwriting for a book about pre-civil war New England. This manuscript is awaiting the right producer to be made into a play. My first love is poetry. I worked at it in writing forums for many years. I haven't worked at getting published however, but I was once asked to read a poem for my class reunion! They were very generous to call me the Class of 1974 Poet Laureate. I've realized lately that artistic creations are for sharing, and in this effort I hope my writing comes alive for my kind readers.

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