Amy Brakeman Livezey
After Lunch, 19” x 16”
mixed media on panel
Cottonwood tree mothers only release their seeds on warm summer afternoons.
Never at night.
Any good parent knows not to let your kids out after dark.
They seem to cast off their soft white clouds just before a robust wind and it makes me wonder
if they overheard us in the garden going on about the weather forecast.
As the breeze begins, so too, the speckled snows, sailing for Nebraska.
It must take great courage to give your children to the uncertain world
with nothing but a gentle push towards fate and a whisper of encouragement.
Try not to land too close to a wych elm, they are nothing but trouble,
and if the air current is kind you will go further than any of your siblings
who came before.
If the seed that takes root and thrives is a girl,
the mother tree knows someday her daughter
will swell with the same hope
that she reads the currents right,
and doesn’t hold on for too long,
or worse yet, not long enough.