#NaPoWriMo – Day Fourteen – My Married Name

This name is still an uncertain bird in my mouth,
perched at the tip of my tongue when I reach
for its fragile feathered body.
So small in the hold of my hand
it cheeps, cheeps, cheeps
and I say Finch, Finch, Finch
to the mirror above the sink,
check the windows are closed before loosening
the grip I have on its wings
uncertain if I can make the sound stick.

Write a poem that delves into the meaning of your first or last name.

NaPoWriMo 2021 Prompt – Day Fourteen


  1. When we got married (almost 2 yrs ago, after our extended {28 yr] cohabitation) we decided that My Beloved Sandra should keep her name, so we both still call her Sandra.

    Enjoyed your NaPo today, as usual, Carol!


    1. Thank you for the link back. It’s actually the official prompt from the NaPoWriMo site so I can’t take any of the credit, but I really appreciate your comment that I write ‘proper poetry’.


  2. You had me at the opening- this is gorgeously woven! I so loved hearing you read at the LIVE event! 💝💝


  3. You had me at the opening with “This name is still an uncertain bird in my mouth”. My last name has gone from Bryden, to Stilwell, to Buttkus, to now Pellegrini. My wife uses her Maiden name, my step daughters used their father’s name until they married.


  4. This is a delicately feathered metaphor for a new name, Carol, particularly the opening lines, the ‘uncertain bird’ in your mouth. The way you try it out in the ‘mirror above the sink’ reminds me a little of the way we used to write our names with those of the boys we liked in our school exercise books. By the way, Finch and Forester (is it single or double ‘r’?) What name are you going to give your little chick?


    1. Morning Kim, we’re going with Finch for Thea. (Double r in Forrester). Part of the reason I changed my name after marriage was so we would all have the same surname, but it’s still quite odd. There are always people I will be Forrester to however, just as my mum has people who still only call her by her maiden name.


  5. It’s a strange feeling, taking on a new name, though I rather like mine, I don’t use it for writing. I use my mother’s maiden name, but it’s still her father’s, when you look back.


  6. I can imagine a name change as being hard to process. How can something come to you automatically when it’s been otherwise all of your life? That it happens to be Finch works well with your metaphor, something so hard to grasp when Forrester is so firmly ensconced.


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