Any Day Now
Any day now, the contractions will start:
The earth will stop moving on its tilted axis,
making permanent day for you but night for me,
and catastrophic changes in the weather,
meaning the end of harvest pumpkins and Alfonso mangoes
born of these oblique, traveling seasons
of sun and rain and moon.
Any day now
I expect a rude awakening--at least, I hope so,
followed by that pleasant sensation
And the nose of the little gremlin will be out,
out smelling the world as it spins
or doesn't spin, rains and doesn't rain, and shakes
in the tilt of earthquakes
and the many spinning hurricanes that flow
from a cradle, endlessly rocking
Tomorrow the world may turn to mush
as the permafrost melts into swamp
and the widening gyre of violence unfolds all around
But whatever he is, will be, out of my impatience
I want to name him now, perfection,
fulfillment, life, birth, love, hope--
all the daylight songs.
[This has been slightly revised.]
The earth will stop moving on its tilted axis,
making permanent day for you but night for me,
and catastrophic changes in the weather,
meaning the end of harvest pumpkins and Alfonso mangoes
born of these oblique, traveling seasons
of sun and rain and moon.
Any day now
I expect a rude awakening--at least, I hope so,
followed by that pleasant sensation
And the nose of the little gremlin will be out,
out smelling the world as it spins
or doesn't spin, rains and doesn't rain, and shakes
in the tilt of earthquakes
and the many spinning hurricanes that flow
from a cradle, endlessly rocking
Tomorrow the world may turn to mush
as the permafrost melts into swamp
and the widening gyre of violence unfolds all around
But whatever he is, will be, out of my impatience
I want to name him now, perfection,
fulfillment, life, birth, love, hope--
all the daylight songs.
[This has been slightly revised.]
14 Comments:
Wow. You are really going to make a fantastic father. ;)
Thanks! I'm excited, and a wee bit terrified...
All shall be well, friend.
And, think of it, if the cache's still around in twelve or fifteen years, your little one can use google to find out what you wrote just before her/his arrival.
*shivers*
Congratulations!
So you know it's a boy?
mubarakaaN amardeep!
lovely poem; best wishes to you and S. and the soon-to-be-named one.
Ennis, yes.
Thanks for the good wishes, everyone.
Congratulations!
Wonderful verse too!
Amardeep,
All the best to you and S.
Hoping to hear the good news from you any day now.. :-) ..
Can sense the excitement and eagerness in the verse...
Jasmeet
Amardeep,
All the very best.
I'm in the same boat...it's the second time, and it's still the same.
It's a boy! Congrats Amardeep.
congratz!!! very nice poem too!
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Congratulations Amardeep!
You made me really happy when you once mistook my three-year-old for a five-year-old (when you visited Princeton). Soon you'll be too knowledgeable for sweet mistakes like that :).
Cheers! (and get all the sleep you can *now*)
I loved these lines:
Tomorrow the world may turn to mush
as the permafrost melts into swamp
and the widening gyre of violence unfolds all around
But whatever he is, will be, out of my impatience
I want to name him now, perfection,
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