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I
gave birth to you, I
held you deep within my very womb,
the very kernel of all the labour of all my life’s beings and I
gave you up to being
with all the love of whole investment
placed in care of self in state, you cannot,
just
die
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… she addressed her son
who sat unmoved
to the whole world’s reach
that only his bones leaned together
dry and upright
who sat unconsumed
to the whole world’s glut
that to feel his stomach
was to grasp his spine
who sat unloved
to the whole world’s reflection that
children poked grass in his ear ‘till it
came out his nose
who sat unknown
to the whole world’s shame
that he was dust-black as a
tree stump hideously grinning
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and know, mother, I do not die;
I embroiled with the world to show
the terrible wake of uncoupling
her greasy mechinations,
in deed
honnnnnnnned like the string from a lute, not too tight not too loose, from chapter 17 of the Arya Lalitavistara Sutra in which the Prince’s mother (who had died and gone to heaven) came to see her son after he had been practising austerities for six years and was on the point of dying; she feared he was taking his quest to extremes, but he calmly told her that (the point of the whole Sutra being called ‘Lalita’, a ‘play’) that he had to show, in human form, what the two extremes of living in life were, in order to then show the way between to two extremes to liberation
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being & war wormhole: A Corner of the Garden at the Hermitage, 1877
black wormhole: The Atlantic City Convention: 1. THE WAITRESS by William Carlos Williams
Buddha wormhole: the old man;
death wormhole: Puerto del Carmen
doing wormhole: Entry to the Village of Voisins, Yvelines, 1872
identity wormhole: threshold to behold
letting go wormhole: the reach turned to love
lifetimes wormhole: Landscape, Pontoise, 1875
love wormhole: 10/28 ‘in this strong light …’ by William Carlos Williams
mother wormhole: What You Are by Roger McGough
society & thought wormhole: my uncomfortable life
war wormhole: on facing the Have
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