The Child Comes Forth

The womb is not
empty - there is
production at the
heart and at the
lips, there is
birthing of a
different kind each
place and name
foregathers - there is
rulership of many spaces
full of childlike lights,
caresses and of
worth, there is teaching
and authorship, notorious
practices with
sceptre and isle - all
of woman is
worthwhile, the child
comes forth
seen or not.

previous poem