My passage from the dream to the waking dream
slows towards home
to winter in the wharf of flesh
which breathes with people
who breed each other.through opening
in my life of which I know nothing
I blood sip
while the dreaming real I's
features are moulded from a handful
of earth making hard to tell
which I is I
and what humility is that which will
not let me reveal the real? it was not
to gather knowledge of yet another
second hand I
that I came here but to learn
'what I was' and by learning, to learn
to grow.so pervasive is the human
scent now that my new I makes me homesick
for where I've not been.holding
the blood cord
from the dripping hold, out come
two tiny feet, the head follows, to fall
in the arms hungry hold
of the one who held me in
and whose being of pain and pleasure
I've taken-my mother who calls me
'my baby'
but cannot say'who I am.'
To the waking dream! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Wow! And Wow Again! ! I've never read a poem of this nature. Philosophical. Spiritual. Other-Worldly. As I was reading it, I kept reflecting on the fascinating book, Life Between Lives. If you haven't read it, please do and see if you get my meaning. I sincerely thank you for directing me to this profound and utterly fascinating poem. You deserve more than a 10 for this one. Congratulations!
You’ve just learned from your OB-GYN that your baby is situated in a breech position. What does this mean for you and your little one? Breech babies are situated in the uterus with their feet pointing down and their heads tucked under your rib cage. Not the optimal position for delivery. But most babies bounce back and forth from a feet-down to head-down position throughout pregnancy. Those who get stuck feet-first in the later stages of pregnancy are known as breech. According to Dr. Andrew Jenis, chairman of the Department of Emergency Medicine at Cortland Memorial Hospital in Cortland, New York, at 28 weeks gestation about 30 percent of all babies present in the breech position, but by full term, many turn on their own (3 to 4 percent of babies arrive in the world feet first) . Types of Breech Presentation Frank Breech: This is the most common breech position (65 to 70 percent of all breech babies are in this position) . In this presentation, Baby’s bottom comes first, his legs flexed at the hip and his knees extended (with his feet near his ears) . Complete Breech: A complete breech baby looks like he is sitting cross-legged in the womb (with his hips and knees flexed) . Footling Breech: Footling breech babies have one foot stretched out and the other tucked underneath, much like a bird standing on one foot. This is a rare breech position for full-term babies, but is common with premature fetuses. Kneeling Breech: This is a very rare position in which the baby is in a kneeling position, with one or both legs extended at the hips and flexed at the knees. ============================================== are 'you' happy to be OUT! ? you shall figure out who you are eventually, i hope! i don't understand all of it. i still am puzzled by your use of a period after some words, followed immediately by more words, with no space after the period. hmm? bri :)
Thank you Bri Edwards for illuminating us about different Breech positions of fetuses in mother's womb.I am one of such child who arrived on the world with my legs first.I have heard it from my mother.
A great tribute to the universal motherhood. to fall ......'in the arms hungry hold of the one who held me in and whose being of pain and pleasure I've taken-my mother who calls me'my baby but cannot say'who I am.'. Love these lines
There is an enigmatic beauty behind this poem, I see not only the mother of the self but the mother of all creation, from conception we are blank of identity, nurtured by the mother we begin to form the scent of identity. A great tribute to mothers of all realms!
I still miss my mother many years after she passed away one New Years Day. Challenging imagery in your poem, requiring close reading. Well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is full of Emotion and love. Great work sir.