This one was born out of changes happening to me - I think it's pretty self-explanatory. It was a very exciting time but also bittersweet because at the time my father was also dying of brain cancer.
When I posted this to rap I said "This is the first thing I've written in ages, but sometimes things happen that you just want to get down before you forget how you felt. Other babies will come and go I suppose, but I don't think I'll ever feel like this again."
Actually I think this might have been almost the last one I ever posted to rap - I was dealing with the changes brought by the pregnancy, giving up working (which meant losing access to Usenet anyway), buying a house and going backwards and forwards between Canberra and Sydney to see my father to try and make the most of whatever time he had left.
There are other ones I've found, so the next posts will be all out of order, but I don't suppose it really matters.
changes: nine weeks
how can this
part of me grow?
i can't feel it there
except in my mind i feel
different
scared and somehow
proud,
floating in a haze,
bunnies and bouncers
so sweetly pastel
Copyright, October 1991
C. Newberry
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