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- as a child, i smelled the airMama takes her coffee out to the front porchsips it slow. Two steps down and her feetare covered in grass and dew.New York doesn't smell like this, she saysI follow her, the dew cool against my feetthe soft hush of wind through the leavesmy mother and Ialone together.Her coffee is sweetened with condensed milk,her hair pulled back into a braid,her dark fingers circling her cup.If I ask, she will hold it to my lips,let me taste the bittersweet of it.It's dawn and the birds have come alive, chasingeach other from maple to pine and backto maple again.This is how time passes here.The maple will be bare-branched come winter,Mama says. But the pines, they just keep on living.And the air is what I'll remember.Even once we move to New York.It always smelled like this, my mother says.Wet grass and pine.Like memory.
- I chose this poem because it always really stood out to me. It really just has such a peaceful and beautiful setting, and I feel like it really portrays the relationship between Jacqueline and her mother. It also kind of reminds me of my house with the birds and the maple tree. I like how it describes the air there, and how it goes into so much detail with how the coffee is sweetened. I also like how talks about how sad her mother is to leave Greenville, even though she knows it is what's right for her family. I also like how the air is what Jacqueline will remember, even in New York. I think it is interesting because she does remember the air, because she is so descriptively writing about it.
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