Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.
Stanza 7 of the Ars Poetica—Gestation of Grace
Giving her the time she needs to open up,
I carry her in the fabric of my being.
She lingers in every cell, every nerve—
a quiet pulse I cannot unfeel.
It’s like the gestation of something sacred,
where anxiety and awe
weave themselves into breath.
An unknown life grows within,
grows around, grows through—
consuming me, wholly—
my care, my energy,
my very sense of self.
And I don’t mind vanishing into her—
for this is no ordinary surrender.
This creation has chosen me,
a gift seeded by the universe,
waiting to be born in word.
(to be continued...)
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The way you describe nurturing a poem as a sacred process is so relatable. Your metaphor of carrying a poem within, letting it grow and consume you, beautifully captures the creative journey. It’s comforting to know others experience this deep connection with their work.
Thank you so much for this thoughtful response, Romila. In the age of insta-poetry, it’s truly comforting to know we’re not alone in pausing to deeply connect with our work. I hear you, dr 🙂
This stanza beautifully captures the sacred, almost maternal relationship between the poet and her creation. The metaphor of gestation feels so fitting—the slow, intimate unfolding of something not fully understood but deeply felt. It’s a powerful reminder that poetry often grows within us long before it finds its way onto the page.
Very true! “It’s a powerful reminder that poetry often grows within us long before it finds its way onto the page.” – So perfectly said.
Thank you for reading and engaging with my work. I am glad it resonated with you 🙂