by Patricia L. Meek

For Emily Carr

I was born enlarged,
more complete
than my polite culture
could contain.
In order to survive,
I consented to fit
into a teacup.
I dwelled in that dark,
as small as I could
for one having such an ancient heart—
a mighty drum, drum.
To read the rest of the poem, please click on the link below for the East Jasmine Review, and scroll down to my poem. Please leave a comment for me on this web page if you are so inclined.
The young girl on the left is is of my grandmother, Alta May Williams, and her siblings, Pat, Sonny, and Mary Ellen. I look just like my grandma at that age. The poem was written for the famous Canadian painter, Emily Carr.
Emily Carr (December 13, 1871 – March 2, 1945) was a Canadian artist and writer inspired by the Indigenous peoples of the Pacific Northwest Coast For more information on the amazing paintings of Emily Carr, click on the link:


3 responses

  1. Rachel Serpas

    This poem is very powerful and full of beauty. It is so inspiring!


    May 16, 2018 at 1:33 am

  2. Laurie

    Trish Meek’s poem has such depth that it is like taking a swim in a soul river and coming up with a new vision.


    May 19, 2018 at 8:39 pm

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