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Sunday, May 7, 2017

Origins


a twig snapped in the slashing rain
and the mother weary with labor lifted
her head wobbling on thin stalked neck
and looked toward the sound only she
heard – the others off to side swapping
stories sitting in ash around the small fire
one blackened limb touching another their
shadows stretching up the cave wall – she
could feel the rain as though it poured clean
and cool – she could feel the rain as though
spirits of the grand mother of all walked with
clean feet and soft hands and lifted her in
this cavern of pain and indifference, washed her
body and hair free of sweat and desperation and
agony and delivered born unto her a swaddled infant –
as the rain stilled to the mist – radiates of a new dawn
showering her shoulders as she stood infant to breast
in the doorway looking out onto a ribbon of tomorrow
poised to walk …. 
she smiled 



11 comments:

  1. Love that smile... the best ever.

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  2. I like this very original look back at childbirth in a cave. I especially love the ministrations of the grandmother of all.

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  3. she could feel the rain as though
    spirits of the grand mother of all walked with
    clean feet and soft hands and lifted her in
    this cavern of pain and indifference, washed her
    body and hair free of sweat and desperation and
    agony and delivered born unto her a swaddled infant –
    as the rain stilled to the mist


    Sigh.. beautiful!!

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  4. This is a special gem of a poem! I love the last words "poised to walk" ...

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  5. OK... OK... :) One of your finest writings to date and there were others. But somehow this piece conveyed all the accumulation of the others.
    Very impressive in my opinion.
    ZQ

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  6. Well done, Pearl! I love 'ribbon of tomorrow' and 'her head wobbling on thin-stalked neck.'
    Wonderful imagery.

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  7. How well you captured that moment of our distant ancestor mothers coping with childbirth alone. Even though much of the world copes with the difficulties of childbirth now there are still too many babies dying then or in their first year yet we choose to spend millions searching space rather than helping the needy here on Earth. Humans have such strange priorities,

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  8. A stunning image to leave us with..

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