You call me
courageous,
I who grew up
gnawing on books,
as some kids
gnaw
on bubble gum,
who married disastrously
not once
but three times,
yet have a lovely daughter
I would not undo
for all the dope
in California.
Fear was my element,
fear my contagion.
I swam in it
till I became
immune.
The plane takes off
& I laugh aloud.
Call me courageous.
I am still alive.
Flying At Forty
Erica Jong
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Poem topics: daughter, kids, california, laugh, plane, fear, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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