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jess burstyn
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since 2001-07-14

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0 posted 2001-07-14 08:30 PM

         Postpartum Pilgrimage

The house awakened in those pre-dawn hours
when at her breast engorged its tiny tsar,
demanding to fulfill his avaricious will,
or shrill at ursurpation of his powers.

These were the best of busy times, by far;
his primal need which she alone could fill
became nutrition for her own self-worth
and fueled fantasies that magnified
while contemplating what he'd grow to be.

Perhaps a farmer who would work the earth,
to weed, to watch his sowing multiplied,
with winding rows, as far as eyes would see;
an architect of noble monuments,
his sphinx outlasting man's millennia;

a lawyer, teacher, doctor who would serve
without his monetary recompense
consuming life, a schizophrenia,
giving warring owning; a prince with nerve
enough to love those governed more than life
his fame or wealth; an honest judge, or priest
devoted to both God and woeful man.

Her choice?  That in this life he'd love one wife,
the multiplier of his seed at least
tenfold, and he be hero to their clan.
                                                                                                                    --jess burstyn

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Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06

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