When I squat into goddess pose
there is so much to reclaim –
starting with birth.
My birth. Your birth and all
the births before us that were full
of squatting and bleeding and grunting
and knowing that we can
make it through most any pain.
Next are our centers which we have been taught
to either hide or give away.
And next still are our breasts
which were made to be shown,
to be kissed, to be sucked, to be loved.
I have to stand like this—
hips, hands, and feet shining outwards
as if I could become a goddess
with nine heads and eight limbs,
the sun as my crown, the moon
as my core and dance
a divine sexy mama dance
that can create or destroy anything –
this is the only way anything new
has ever been born.
Sanskrit Name: Utkata Konasana
About the Author
Corie Feiner is the Poet Laureate Emeritus of Bucks County, PA and an award-winning author, performance poet and slam champion called "wonderful' by The New York Times and "absorbing" by Backstage Magazine. She obtained her MFA studying with some of the greats at NYU and her unique workshop style was featured on WNBC-TV. Her latest project, A Poem for Every Pose, combines her love of yoga with her craft. Enjoy her free weekly poems by subscribing at: https://coriefeiner.substack.com.
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