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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=364165" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Coupling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=364165" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wherever he looks, standing still in the city,<br>are people born of coupling, walking in gray suits<br>and ties, in long dresses and coiffed hair,<br>speaking elegantly, of themselves and of each other,<br>forgetting for the moment their origin,<br>perhaps wishing not to know or to remember.<br>They dress as if having been born in a clothing store.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=364165" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They were born of men and women naked<br>and gyrating from the hips<br>and with movements up and down<br>and with climactic yells,<br>as if losing their lives<br>in the pleasure and so glad,<br>so wildly glad.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=364165" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From this rises the child<br>from between the wet crotch, blood and mucus,<br>He stands upright and pronounces himself<br>humankind and steps from bed and clothes himself<br>in a gray suit and from the next room of birth<br>steps a woman in a long dress. They meet<br>in the corridor and arm in arm walk its length<br>in search of one room, empty of inhabitants<br>but prepared for them.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Ignatow">David Ignatow</a></strong></div>