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Stirring Time
Lauren McBride



Gas flames lick the copper
bottom of my cauldron. I add another
dash of thyme, a pinch of powdered pectin ?
trying to perfect a potion to freeze moments
of time: to save my babies’ giggles, collect their
youthful triumphs, preserve their hugs when one
by one they leave home. I stir. My cauldron
bubbles; time stubbornly boils away.

This poem first appeared in Tales of the Talisman (8:3, 2013).
Used here with the author’s permission.



Lauren McBride says faith, nature, science and membership in the Science Fiction Poetry Association (SFPA) help to inspire her stories and poems. Her work has been included in numerous speculative, nature and children's publications, including Songs of Eretz, where she is a frequent contributor. Time permitting, Lauren enjoys swimming, gardening, baking, knitting, reading and writing. Lauren lives in Texas, where she shares a love of laughter and the ocean with her husband and two children.




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Oh, gosh. Yes, that last bit exactly. Love this, and the thyme/time. Wonderful, Lauren!
Posted 08/31/2016 02:20 PM
Lori Levy:
Like the way the shape of the poem forms a cauldron.
Posted 08/31/2016 09:21 AM
Jean :D:
First we give them roots, and then we give them wings. My youngest son is now struggling with the 'WINGS" part; his youngest just left for college.
Posted 08/31/2016 06:12 AM
A classic rendering of what so many of us experience. Lov'd it! Thanks, Lauren
Posted 08/31/2016 05:58 AM
I've always loved Croce's, 'time in a bottle'. This poem is just perfect. Keep working on your potion, Lauren. Here's to all good memories, may we keep them alive forever.
Posted 08/31/2016 02:13 AM

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