Poppies Flashcards
War’s loss is emphasised as personal
“Three days before Armistice Sunday / and poppies had already been placed / on individual war graves” (1-3)
The speaker may feel shut out of her son’s life
“Before you left, / I pinned one onto your lapel, crimped petals, / spasms of paper red, disrupting a blockade / of yellow bias binding around your blazer” (3-6)
The speaker cares for her son before he leaves
“Sellotape bandaged around my hand, / I rounded up as many white car hairs / as I could, smoothed down your shirt’s / upturned collar” (7-10)
The mother is strong and remembers their childhood memories with their son
“steeled the softening / of my face. I wanted to graze my nose / across the tip of your nose, play at / being Eskimos like we did when / you were little.” (10-14)
The mother resists their loving instincts to touch their son and seemingly can’t express what they want to in words
“I resisted the impulse / to run my fingers through the gelled / blackthorns of your hair. All my words / flattened, rolled, turned into felt, slowly melting” (14-18)
The mother is brave in the final moments before her son leaves
“I was brave, as I walked / with you, to the front door, threw / it open, the world overflowing / like a treasure chest.” (18-21)
After the speaker’s son leaves, the speaker, likely symbolically, releases a bird from its cage
“A split second / and you were away, intoxicated. / After you’d gone I went into your bedroom, / released a song bird from its cage.” (21-24)
The mother is left anxious after her son leaves
“Later a single dove flew from the pear tree, / and this is where it has led me, / skirting the church yard walls, my stomach busy / making tucks, darts, pleats, hat-less, without / a winter coat or reinforcements of scarf, gloves” (25-29)
The speaker goes to a war memorial, reminding the reader of the risk her son faces
“On reaching the top of the hill I traced / the inscriptions on the war memorial, / leaned against it like a wishbone.” (30-32)
The speaker is desperate to have some sense of connection with her son after he leaves
“The dove pulled freely against the sky, / an ornamental stitch. I listened, hoping to hear / your playground voice catching on the wind.” (33-35)