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poem



by Nancy Woo



And then suddenly I was



born into a world


of form. Stethoscopes


and white tables.


A mother wound.


Hers is ours.


I dive back in,


feel the walls stretching.


I reach up to feel


her heart beating.


My hand tunnels up,


up, up and out her mouth.


I become an utterance,


a calla lily in between


her lips, unfurling.


 

Nancy Lynée Woo is a poet, eco-organizer, and imagination enthusiast who harbors a wild love for the natural world. Nancy has received fellowships from California Creative Corps, Artists at Work, PEN America, Arts Council for Long Beach, and others. She holds an MFA in creative writing from Antioch University and is the author of I’d Rather Be Lightning (Gasher, 2023).


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