I am both delighted and honored that Silver Birch Press selected a poem of mine for their wonderful series of ‘All About My Name’ poems. The whole series of Name Poems is well worth reading…so please do just that!
1. My Name
My name at birth was Mary Ann.
Grandpa called me Manya.
The old Polish mid-wife called me Marisha.
Daddy called me Marishka.
Momma called me Mary Ann.
Not one felt right to me.
I was six and my names felt wrong.
I was a nameless princess
in my child’s dreamy mind.
It was a lot like finding Cinderella,
fitting the perfect foot into the slipper,
only no prince would rename me.
I had to do it by myself.
2. A Plan
Once I learned to read and write,
the problem became clear.
Mary Ann looked too plain,
like a little cat without a curlicue tail.
It just didn’t balance.
I knew if I could add an ‘e’ to Ann, it
would become the beautiful Mary Anne.
A name worthy of me. Oh, I had such dreams!
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