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Poem

Birth
by Benjamin Berson (Israel)

From the uterus containing and nourishing
his unborn self
he summoned all the embryonic creatures
that he had once hosted,
the creatures of his other selves yet to be born,
and wondered
whether they come and go of their own accord ─

particularly that fish he once was
before turning into a frog
(there's no shortcut to princedom,
he gathered that much).

Yet, regardless of his incessant swimming
there was still an interminable sound
of pulsating uterus walls
superimposed by sporadic echoes
striving to infiltrate his sphere,

until that dawn, which in timelessness disclosed
his newly acquired fists and legs.
When wondering which incarnation it would be
this time,
he frantically fought the world around,
utilizing his new arsenal.

The walls which had defended
and laid siege to him seemed,
for a split second, to give way,
then bounced  back
to close in on him,

differentiating by that rebound
the human from the divine −

and the child went forth
to join his kind.


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