Bluewords Greening
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Bluewords Greening is a book about motherhood—love and family and fear and failure and mini-ninjas. We observe a mother’s bewildering experiences with her son as the poems detail his diagnosis with a rare form of epilepsy and the “bluewords” that result from his aphasia. The speaker is in deep conversation w
Christine Stewart-Nuñez
Christine Stewart-Nuñez is also the author of Keeping Them Alive and Postcard on Parchment (winner of the ABZ First Book Poetry Contest). Her poems and essays have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies.
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Bluewords Greening - Christine Stewart-Nuñez
Prologue
Signing 101
Pay attention, she says, to relationships—
how the hands convey meaning in degrees
of proximity to the body. With my index
finger, I point to my chin, tip touching
a dimple I feel but no one sees, and tuck
the rest of my fingers. To sign miss her,
I twist my wrist and point to an empty
place, as if the daughter I never birthed
had been there, swaddled, smelling delicate.
If I intend disappointed, I hold my hand
in position and think about an attempt
to make a papier-mâché solar system
with my son who has no focus for crafts
or spoken words. How quickly one sign slides
into another, a student says. Everyone nods.
To signify bitter, my brain need only to dwell
in this hollow, thin-skinned space, my hand
to tighten into a fist.
Book One: Bluewords
Temporary Innocence
Warm water rushes
onto my son’s hair;
I massage his curls,
lathering shampoo.
From the side of my
eye, the shower light
looks like a hovering
dove. As suds trickle
over squeezed-shut eyes,
sand drains down pipes
along with stray globs
of sunblock and a splotch
of red paint. I christen
this slippery cherub, he
who shrieks and splashes
as if he’ll never feel
the heat of flames,
as if he’ll never slip
for a spell, as if he’ll
never soar.
Permutations of Light
On the screen, I see how God
has wrapped my son’s brain
in light, a glow around gray
folds that house fiber-optic threads
of blood. When lightning storms
here along synaptic clefts, cells
ignite, fire, flare, and surge.
In the nightlight’s shine, I’ve seen
sweat-soaked hair, a twitching cheek,
my son’s rigid body. The time
I held him in a highway’s ditch—
brown and stiff autumn grasses
poking out of snow—his legs
were limp, the wells of his eyes fixed
heavenward as if in supplication.
Caressing his perfect skin, I whispered,
You’ll be fine in a minute, you’ll be fine
until my mantra persuaded even
the blue sky, its sunlight folding
into April’s awakening fields. Light
held me when his jaw locked—vomit
forced through his nose, and it steadied
me when we spent three silent hours
in the emergency room. There’s the light
in his eyes when he cracks a joke
and the way his words spark like fireflies
at dusk. That night when he stepped out
of the hospital, he looked into the sky,
spied the waxing moon, and yelled,
Yahoooooo!
Naming
I named my child Holden not
after a book character
or a soap opera hunk,
but because Holden sounds
solid and stable, because it
means calm and gracious—good
attributes for a man—
and because it stems from
a hollow in the valley
which summons memories
of camping between forested hills
along