Isn't it good to be born, yaar
in this time of transpiration?
flying to the sun
Surya's golden arms
stretch cold womb
a radiant midwife
softening,
untangling green veins
from brown
with placental permission
each sigh dilates
maternal portals
coaxing seedlings
to the leaf pile
beneath the nest.
Yasmeen Najmi
(yaar = friend, Surya = Sun Deity)
© 2010 Yasmeen Najmi
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I realy like this one...."coaxing seedlings" is so visual....sweet sounding.
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