#11 – Labor poem #4

The midwife says,
Take a deep breath

and I do. And then there is
a wash of brilliance
and the smell of blood
and I can taste the blood.

Someone tries to put a straw
in my mouth and says Drink
but I can taste the blood still,
and I do not want to drink.

It is dark outside
and it is dark
except for the light
that courses through me,

and all I can hear
is the blood rushing
and a voice that is my voice
that is chanting

It is good,
this is good,

and the midwife says,
Take a deep breath.

So I do. And then I am
pushing, and I can smell
the shit that pushes out,
and I am roaring
like a bear, I am bent
over myself, wound like a spring,
like the curve of the spinning stars,
and someone has turned on a light,

but I am brighter.

They show me a mirror,
and there is truly a baby
I can feel her soft strange head
and it has been
a long time
and the room
smells like blood,
and the midwife says,

Your baby is coming,

and they are folding me
like a holy book,
and I am the beginning
and I am the genesis
and I am tired
and it smells like blood,
and my baby is coming,

and it is good,

but I am not roaring
anymore, I am saying
Please

and the midwife says,

Push through it,

and the midwife says,

Almost,

and it is too bright to see
and the stars are falling
and it smells like shit,
and it smells like blood,
and I can taste the blood,
and my baby is coming,
and my baby
and my baby

and I am pushing,
and she will never be born
and I am so tired
of being so bright
and I am so tired
and I am so tired.

If I could rest just
for a minute,
without the lightning
pouring through.

But my baby is coming,
and my baby is coming,
and the midwife says,

Just one more push

take a deep breath

and I do.

5 responses to “#11 – Labor poem #4

  1. Oh my. This is wonderful. The way the perceptions are interleaved (jumbled?) Oy.

  2. Hmm, I wonder if I can comment if I’m not using the gravatar?

  3. Aha! I can. Wonderful, I love the way the sensations jumble. Oh man, yes. It takes some doing.

    • The prompt was about the senses, and I couldn’t think of a more intense sensory experience – and it was interesting to approach it from a (mostly) strictly physical angle. My previous attempts at the subject kept getting emotions all tangled in them, for some reason.

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