Of Knowing How Gods Are Born Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
Of Knowing How Gods Are Born
The ones that are
breech borne
emerge cheeks first
safe from the sands
that blind but they are
sightless to the world.
They birth towering and
no matter how high
the equinox tides rise
they emerge limb after
limb at the darkest hour
of the dimmest midnights.
And at the most incensed
period of the elements
when earth's cleft parts
spewing from her entrails
ready forms
in the image of man.
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