Every Monday and Thursday at motherscope.com you will find a new story or poem written by one of our 31 regular contributors from around the world.
At Motherscope, we believe stories are unique and universal. Our mission is to democratize writing and storytelling by elevating the voices of mothers. We believe reading stories is a self-exploratory and unifying experience. When we receive and celebrate another mother's story, we become open to honoring our own.
These stories are here to keep you company, remind you you're never alone on this motherhood journey, and inspire you to take the time to write your own.
Mother Earth and Other Poems
By Leslie Yeary | from “Mother Runner” - It’s a mystery how my former body — my tight stomach, my thunder thighs — used to run eight miles one afternoon and then four fast laps the next morning. I’d laugh my way through an intramural basketball game with my college roommates and a bunch of dudes as if my invincibility was a way of life. A calling.
Three Poems
By Leslie Yeary | from “Nana” - Nana drank tea on wraparound / porches with Mrs. Rosemary Clooney / and other Maysville queens. / I steep my own bag of rosemary, / lemon sage, and honey in a pink mug / coarse to the touch with glitter.
A Really Good Place
By Leslie Yeary | I am in a really good place right now. I linger on this realization as I post (I’m not biased) the cutest picture in the entire world of my mini-mes and their dad. We are at The Kentucky Horse Park. The fields have those itty-bitty lavender flowers crawling up from the dirt, and the Bluegrass gently floats underneath a spring breeze orchestrated by paint-brush tails and whinnies so sweet you’ll melt.