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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518415" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>May 1968</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the Dean said we could not cross campus<br>until the students gave up the buildings,<br>we lay down, in the street,<br>we said the cops will enter this gate<br>over us. Lying back on the cobbles,<br>I saw the buildings of New York City<br>from dirt level, they soared up<br>and stopped, chopped off--above them, the sky,<br>the night air over the island.<br>The mounted police moved, near us,<br>while we sang, and then I began to count,<br>12, 13, 14, 15,<br>I counted again, 15, 16, one<br>month since the day on that deserted beach,<br>17, 18, my mouth fell open,<br>my hair on the street,<br>if my period did not come tonight<br>I was pregnant. I could see the sole of a cop's<br>shoe, the gelding's belly, its genitals--<br>if they took me to Women's Detention and did<br>the exam on me, the speculum,<br>the fingers--I gazed into the horse's tail<br>like a comet-train. All week, I had<br>thought about getting arrested, half-longed<br>to give myself away. On the tar--<br>one brain in my head, another,<br>in the making, near the base of my tail--<br>I looked at the steel arc of the horse's<br>shoe, the curve of its belly, the cop's<br>nightstick, the buildings streaming up<br>away from the earth. I knew I should get up<br>and leave, but I lay there looking at the space<br>above us, until it turned deep blue and then<br>ashy, colorless, Give me this one<br>night, I thought, and I'll give this child<br>the rest of my life, the horse's heads,<br>this time, drooping, dipping, until<br>they slept in a circle around my body and my daughter</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sharon+Olds">Sharon Olds</a><div class=q>
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