Poem: Woman & the Placenta

Woman & the Placenta
[for abandoned daughters]

 

I am my mother, and I am not.

— Amanda [Ngoho] Reavey
http://www.jackkerouacschool.org/2014/04/16/3030-poetic-vision-day-sixteen/

 

Would you love me if I were a love poet
and not a dancer
of winds that embodied home
what is home or a mother
am I my mother’s daughter
her kin
her food

did she digest me waking
did she fly after my birth
did she eat the afterbirth, the placenta
the blood that ties us

love me: I am a love poet
hate me: I am a poet
hear me: I can’t be our home, but I can give

darkness
I can give you light

Will you dance by the beat of the drum the beat of the heart the beat of the wings the beat of the fall the beat of the leaving the beat of the loss the beat of the hope the beat of the now the beat the beat the beat:

Would you love me if I were a love poet
and not a dancer

I love you because like my mother
you’re mine

 

 

 

 

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