appear and Herbert [Freeman Jr.] was urged to evacuate, he wrote his name and contact number on a piece of paper and positioned it near his mother's hands. Then, for the first time, he left her. After news photographs showed Ethel Mayo Freeman draped in someone else's poncho and curled like a comma in her wheelchair, the 91-year-old woman became a country's abandonment and a sweet city's fall. In writing this persona poem in Ethel's voice, I wanted her to triumph.
from The Washington Post: Poet's Choice: 'Ethel's Sestina' by Patricia Smith
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