Lie in the sun with the child in
your flesh shining like a jewel.
Dream and sing, pagan, wise in
your vitals. Stand still like a fat
budding tree, like a stalk of corn
athrob and aglisten in the heat.
Lie like a mare panting with the
dancing feet of colts against her
sides. Sleep at night as the
spring earth. Walk heavily as a
wheat stalk at its full time bending
towards the earth waiting for the
reaper. Let your life swell
downward so you become like a
vase, a vessel. Let the unknown
child knock and knock against
you and rise like a dolphin with it.
Meridel Le Sueur

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