Body of Love - poetry returning to a bleeding body

Body

Remembering

Beauty

We dance

A mourning for strength and outer power

A picture of woman, a billboard corpse 

Entwined 

With the radical potency of woman. birthing

The expanse of generous flesh 

Reflecting the immense wordless song of life being expressed through body

A potency rippling mighty waves of dimpled glory to rupture the oppressed shame

The burning

Drowning 

Stoning

Mutilation

Silencing

Could not kill

Simply drove deep under

Generating a Vesuvius of Venusian wonder

Let

Her

Rip

---

Through the illusion

Intensity of Interconnectedness

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My winter

My moon

Dismantling the altar of life 

Feeling songs move from my womb

Hearing cries reflected from our babe

Far from me 

Yet woven into me

Her cries evidencing an unavoidable uncomfortable truth

We are connected

A reminder that we are ALL connected, babies simply evidence that connection in their daily feeding, resting, playing, crying

Maybe with birthing 

This awareness, too, is birthed

Maybe the reason

Every notion of harm 

To woman’s body

Be that Earth, Iran, Afghanistan, North Korea, here in England

Felt deep in my psyche

Keeping me awake at night

The violations

Dishonouring

That harms the collective soul

Man, Woman, child, Earth

May we return to love

May the vessel of love containing our daughter protect her spirit and her way in the world