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October 03, 2022

birth

By Giovanni Mangiante

birth

the poem comes wailing out
your chest,
and you nurture it
for a few weeks,
help it walk without
falling
and
finally
see it find its place
in the world,
until time
goes by
and
it's gone --
no longer yours.

you may see it again
among new pages,
but it's no longer
breathing --
it's a memento,
a window, a balcony,
it's a corpse.

it's a reprint of a stab wound
sometime in your life.






Article © Giovanni Mangiante. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-07-05
Image(s) are public domain.
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