A Poem For Rose Quartz, Wherever I May Find Her

Here’s one for a mother lost.

The fifth season of Rebecca Sugar’s Steven Universe got the surprise launch treatment on Cartoon Network’s app today, and if the most recent StevenBomb is any indication, it’s going to be filled with dead mom stuff and huge revelations. (It’s Mother’s Day this Sunday, so this all feels quite appropriate.) In that vein, here’s a poem about thinking about dead mom stuff and working through huge revelations.

Steven’s Song

I. Rose’s Fountain

in the morning I wake up with you
hard in my belly
and at night I fall asleep with you
hard in my belly
you’re embedded in my body
never to be gone
and yet you’re gone.

I don’t know how to feel about you
but everybody else does

and when we visit your rose garden,
I just can’t cry
when they tell me of your love and kindness,
why can’t I cry
I have your body in my belly
like I’m your mother
not you mine

I wish I could have met you
then this place could make me sad

those I love they often need protecting
and I have your shield
pink and strong can fuse with friends and float
and my spit heals
except for when it doesn’t work
I wish you’d stayed
I wish you’d say

and I could cry healing tears
like you

II. Storm in the Room

I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately
what else is there to think about you
are my body and I am yours and the love
of those who love me is love for you
too I’m just an extension of your world and
my whole life I’ve been hearing stories about you
stories I can’t escape stories from your lovers
and soldiers and counselors all about you
about how amazing you were that you were so kind
and loving and every time I’d see the painting of you
hanging in the temple I’d be inspired and
reminded of how much I had to live up to
but even as the plants on this planet grow
I grow too I’ve learned things about you
things a child should never learn about a mother
things someone as kind and loving as you doesn’t do
things you wanted to keep secret but there are none
when your body is your mother’s room and womb
I know what you are and it is me a remainder bent
toward loving yours did you make me just so you
wouldn’t have to deal with all your mistakes
so I could be here and not you to see through
what you could not bear to feel to suffer
is that all I’m here for to just go on continue
to be one who left but you’re a part of me now
and I have to deal with what you left behind
you
a part of my human body cold as quartz in winter
and always the uncertainty of how to love like you
and still be me

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John Maher
John Maher is news and digital editor at Publishers Weekly and editor in chief at The Dot and Line, which he co-founded. His work has been published by New York magazine, The Los Angeles Times, and Esquire, among others.
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