Where we land Jacob. I believe we decide Jacob.
"in a cold womb
conscience incubates
there is a balance
of life and death
and decision
and incision"
I loved the twist of the language. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote
Maybe third time lucky Jacob, I keep getting locked out. This poem packs a huge emotional punch. Termination is not an easy option. I have never known anyone in this situation who hasn't cried, had sleepless nights and suffered a conscience. Only a desperate woman would contemplate this, so I would not pass judgement. Strong poem.
11,500 of our fellow Americans died of covid in the last 3 days, so what's a few embryos tossed onto the funeral pyre? Altho your poem appears to convey a distinct anti-choice rhetoric (with which I disagree), I see this "death-in-the-womb" as being the dead-upon-arrival status of our freedoms & basic humanity in the past 4 years, culminating in these particularly intense times (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
thank you for your words, Margie...
I appreciate your thoughts on this piece.
Actually.. read morethank you for your words, Margie...
I appreciate your thoughts on this piece.
Actually, I am and always have been pro-choice, myself.
j.
Regrets ... we all have them; what we could have been ...
Black Rainbow, what a wonderful description. Almost like dying embers from a glorious fire....
strikes to the heart of me jacob ... if one can not confess the sanctity of life; and defend it .. what have we become? ... a somber, sharp commentary .. precise with clear, strong progression of a story ... and ... great title sir! that's what i think anyway ... i really like this one ..
E.
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
yes, what have we become?
thank you for your words, E.
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..