I Am (Nascence) Poem by Chinonso Nzeakor
I Am (Nascence)
I am the sapling
Springing into life
In this season of harvests
And puberty blooms
I am the nightingale in the gale
Singing of an emergence
And of late adolescence
That bespeaks the inception
Of a dawn
I am the seed stalk
Rearing my head in revolt
Above the suppressing shallowy soil
The hard brown contrivance
Unable to pin me down.
I am a woman in travail
Wrestling, with the forces of nature and nurture
And with the established conventions
Of the times.
Release me,
O mighty inhibitions
And I shall come forth.
Poignant piece of poetry depicting the endless battle of dominance, between societal norms and freedom of the spirit. An insightful poem well twisted in its elegant diction. A witty contemplation set aside for serious reflection. A great poem, Chinonso. Thanks for sharing and remain enriched.
Being seed stalk is really amazing. Wise sharing is done! .10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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