"Incipience"
Even more than the silent end of the month
I recognize the signs the ache in the breasts
the sudden fatigue my hands feeling distant
on the steering wheel we have waited so long
for me to need that first appointment the sound
of the heartbeat I give you the news you smile
your usual effusive self your arms around me
briefly now I sit unable to move
my life so light so pliable so
inconsequent ending beginning another
an unknown gift a weight a dark and yawning
courtyard a hero's journey a long slow binding
another life beginning what
life
what
life
© 2006 Jana Bouma
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