Spirit
Read 'Spirit' by 'Maggie Nelson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
The spirit of Jane
lives on in you,
my mother says
trying to describe
who I am. I feel like the girl
in the late-night movie
who gazes up in horror
at the portrait of
her freaky ancestor
as she realizes
they wear the same
gaudy pendant
round their necks.
For as long as I can
remember, my grandfather
has made the same slip:
he sits in his kitchen,
his gelatinous blue eyes
fixed on me. Well Jane,
he says, I think I’ll have
another cup of coffee.
Copyright © 2005 by Maggie Nelson. From Jane: A Murder In Poems.
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