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Poem

Kimberly Campanello

BIRTHING STONE

BIRTHING STONE

BIRTHING STONE

I.
Let us pray

for the best view

of graves

your heart pierced

by a sword

glows

in frames

across the nation

lucky you

worn slots

for your hands

to slide into

Hallelujah

full

embrace

of stone

 
II.
Let us pray

for the best view

of graves

put things

in perspective

across the nation

the captions say

the chain

around the neck is

evidence

of the Vikings’

exemplary

brutality

what

a

relief

for us

 
III.
Let us pray

for the

best

view

of graves

Lord hear

our

prayer

across

the nation

thrusting

fingers

into

the cervix

in His

side

and so

doubting

this

death-in-life

did Thomas not

check

for

a

beating

heart

three

times

three

times

three

times

none

 
IV.
Let us pray

for the

best view

of graves

in the

country

we were in

at the time

a Catholic country

the country

we were in

a country

a country

a cunt

we were in

at the time

any time

ordinary time

the 30th Sunday

in Ordinary Time

in the country

we were in

in ordinary time

in the country

Lord hear

the womb

open

for three

days

in a country

time is a country

time is a cunt

 
V.
Behold

the ashes

in the hold

of a plane

flying

an immense

throng of mothers

and those

with child

out of the country

they were in

at the time

They departed

in tears

who will

console them

who will

lead

them

to brooks

of water

on a level road

so that none

shall stumble

this time
Close

BIRTHING STONE

I.
Let us pray

for the best view

of graves

your heart pierced

by a sword

glows

in frames

across the nation

lucky you

worn slots

for your hands

to slide into

Hallelujah

full

embrace

of stone

 
II.
Let us pray

for the best view

of graves

put things

in perspective

across the nation

the captions say

the chain

around the neck is

evidence

of the Vikings’

exemplary

brutality

what

a

relief

for us

 
III.
Let us pray

for the

best

view

of graves

Lord hear

our

prayer

across

the nation

thrusting

fingers

into

the cervix

in His

side

and so

doubting

this

death-in-life

did Thomas not

check

for

a

beating

heart

three

times

three

times

three

times

none

 
IV.
Let us pray

for the

best view

of graves

in the

country

we were in

at the time

a Catholic country

the country

we were in

a country

a country

a cunt

we were in

at the time

any time

ordinary time

the 30th Sunday

in Ordinary Time

in the country

we were in

in ordinary time

in the country

Lord hear

the womb

open

for three

days

in a country

time is a country

time is a cunt

 
V.
Behold

the ashes

in the hold

of a plane

flying

an immense

throng of mothers

and those

with child

out of the country

they were in

at the time

They departed

in tears

who will

console them

who will

lead

them

to brooks

of water

on a level road

so that none

shall stumble

this time

BIRTHING STONE

Sponsors
Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Ludo Pieters Gastschrijver Fonds
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