She is in my centre, clings herself into red earth’s body,
drinks the forest in through the cord, the leafs song
of oxygen, gathers strength with the natural turning
of the wheel.
She stepped into her absence.
The open space where I held my breath
when the crow screamed before it left.
My virgin’s feet drawn to the middle
of
where my sister got burned,
island of life in the ocean of death.
I catch my womanhood
and her soul like a flame.
Emptiness recites for me, the mother concept.
The beating fever of life finds her home
whether or not I am.
A little note to this poem: most of you may know that I am expecting a baby at the moment. The due-date is in three weeks and a bit. In our case, modern technology has failed to convince us of the sex of the baby. Twice we've heard it is 'likely to be a boy'. Our baby just didn't want to show and started kicking whenever we asked the women's doctor to look, guided by our impatient curiosity to get to know more about our child. Even though I have never recognized it myself I started to think of the baby as a boy.. Whenever I write poetry though, this baby turns out to be a girl. Also the father of the child has been writing about 'her' already before conception.. Do you think the 'girl' in the writings is just like a metaphor or is this child really a girl? Here's a little cliff-hanger on a poetry-weblog.. ;)
This coming weekend I will be celebrating my Blessingway-party and one of the days after it I'll come up with a blog about that! Be prepared that most of the postings here will be about my pregnancy and baby. I will be happy to share some pictures of the belly painted baby belly, the women's circle, the flowers, the baby, the birth-card... If you prefer poetry only, please tell me, than I will keep them images for myself!
Love and beauty,
Laura
I would love to read all of your baby and pregnancy related writings. I am currently exploring the births of my children, reliving them in words and reading about your experiences would be inspirational. Good luck to you all!
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to read about your Birth-experiences, Dieuwke! It was one part of the Blessingway we celebrated last weekend, that all the women shared their birthing-stories. For me it was a very nurturing and inspiring way of being together, in sharing something so powerful and intimate. I know you went through a strong process with your birthing's, the first one being hard and the third one feeling more in your trust and power, am I right?
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