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My Mula Bandha
by E. A. PughMy Mula is afoot in my belly
Enwombed my children sat upon my Mula.
My Mula is a foot in my belly
Two years my children stepped on my third foot
Two pieces of my
Broken tripod flitter about waiting for a meal.
My Mulla is timidly walking
My tripod is growing back rounded
Like the tail of a blue belly lizard
My hand holds the toe of my Mula helping it along.
03/10/2011
Author's Note: I wish I understood this myself. But, whatever.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mula_Bandha
Posted on 03/10/2011
Copyright © 2025 E. A. Pugh
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 03/11/11 at 02:26 AM spoken straight from the mulla. sometimes I think "understanding" something is overrated. Let's just say this poem grabbed my attention and held onto it for awhile. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/11/11 at 04:20 AM This makes me laugh and marvel at the same time. I want this imagination. A tripod is such a handy feature, you know. ;) |
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