Some Prose & A Poem

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My Posture

Pamela Stokes Eggleston
Nov 3, 2021
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The way I stood

My hunched, slouching stance was determined

By my tallness, my youth.

I tried to remember who I was.

But I could not.

And then Mom died.

I was forced to begin the slow, painful process

Of the Great Re-Member - to use dance, walking, running, biking, sex, asana –

To shift the stale, clouded energy

Of my youth away

To unveil my true stance,

My broad shoulders now dropping down,

Filling up the space where shadow once was,

My feet firmly planted on the Earth

To receive,

My hips and pelvis square,

My aura assumed its true vibrant colors,

My clavicle and heart lifted, open, and available to love, heartache, and joy —

I grew taller.

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