Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Aria

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Since my surrender to the cadenza
Of the spear minted midwives
You swing inside me like a village hall bell
Tugged by the surgeon squire
My legs your tower
The beautiful melody your name
Aria, your first cry tolls
The opera of the operating theatre halts
A breeze against my mouth
The clouds crawl in through my window
Your father slightly stooped
Like five past six against the face of the sky


Janette Ayachi has published in over thirty literary journals and anthologies in print and online, she has a Masters in Creative Writing from Edinburgh Unversity, and her first collection, Pauses at Zebra Crossings, was released this year. A London-born, Edinburgh-based poet/single mother of two little girls, Aria (now 5) and Lyra (3). For more information and poetry visit www.janetteayachi.webs.com.


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