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Showing posts with label Madlynn Haber. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Madlynn Haber. Show all posts

Saturday, March 28, 2026

LEARNING HER ABCs

by Madlynn Haber

A tiny girl, with sweet face, gentle features,

soft voice, recites her ABCs for me.

She learned them from an older, bolder cousin. 

The speech is hard for my aged ears to decipher. 

Mingled languages, English, Spanish, baby talk, 

an imitation of the elder cousin’s careful pronunciation. 

She smiles shyly, appreciating my attentive listening 

without noticing my lack of comprehension.

Her mother was not deported today.

 

The mother showed up at the immigration center 

with the little girl in her arms. The fearful father 

stayed home. Bail money collected by well-meaning 

neighbors filled her pockets, just in case.

Sighs of relief as she returns with a four-month reprieve. 

The little one will know her letters and some numbers, 

in English, the language of the only home 

she's ever known, by the time she escorts her mother 

to the immigration office again in July.





Madlynn Haber is the author of Seasons of Sorrow and Joy (Metaphysical Fox Press, 2025). She lives in a cohousing community in Northampton, Massachusetts.Her writing has been published in many literary journals and anthologies including, Eunoia Review, Months to Years, Orenaug Mountain Poetry Journal, Bright Flash Literary Review, Sheila-Na-Gig and The Metaworker Literary Magazine.

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

ATROCIOUS NEWS

by Madlynn Haber




The story of atrocities screams out from the front page
until the end of the column of words. The story continues
on page five. In between, is the weather report. I stop
to follow the progress of early spring’s longer days,
full sunshine, warming temperatures. Delightful. Turning
pages, today’s atrocities pick up with images of rubble,
devastation, tears running down children’s pale faces.
A cartoon follows for our amusement, then notices
of upcoming fun, fairs, and festivals.
 
The word atrocity repeats until it is familiar, so
commonplace it almost loses its meaning.
It’s just another atrocity, one might say.
Red is the color of blood as it spills across
the globe from bodies whose skin tones reflect
a spectrum of hues from light to dark.
Today’s crumpled headlines continue screaming
with news as the paper is thrown on a pile going back
to the beginning of time.


Madlynn Haber lives with her dog, Ozzie, in a cohousing community in Northampton, Massachusetts. Her work has been published in the anthology Adult Children (Wishing Up Press, 2021), Random Sample, Borrowed Solace, Buddhist Poetry Review, Muddy River Poetry Review, Poetica Magazine, and other journals.