Labor Pains

I am sick today,

sick in my body,

eyes wide open, silent,

I lie on the bed of childbirth.

Why do I, so used to the nearness of death,

to pain and blood and screaming,

now uncontrollably tremble with dread?

A nice young doctor tried to comfort me,

and talked about the joy of giving birth.

Since I know better than he about this matter,

what good purpose can his prattle serve?

Knowledge is not reality.

Experience belongs to the past.

Let those who lack immediacy be silent.

Let observers be content to observe.

I am all alone,

totally, utterly, entirely on my own,

gnawing my lips, holding my body rigid,

waiting on inexorable fate.

There is only one truth.

I shall give birth to a child,

truth driving outward from my inwardness.

Neither good nor bad; real, no sham about it.

With the first labor pains,

suddenly the sun goes pale.

The indifferent world goes strangely calm.

I am alone.

It is alone I am.

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• On Returning To England poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Off Mesolongi poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Nocturnal Vigils poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Nature And the Book poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Nature And the Book poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• My Winter Rose poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Mozart’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Mozart’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Messalina poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Off Mesolongi poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Mafeking poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Madonna poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Love’s Wisdom poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Love’s Unity poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Love’s Harvest poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Love’s Fitfulness poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Wordsworth At Dove Cottage poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• Winter Violets poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• The Wind Speaks poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
• “Why should I, from this long and losing strife ” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin

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