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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anti-Conception</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Could I unthink you,<br>little heart,<br>what would I do?<br>throw you out<br>with last night's garbage,<br>undo my own decisions,<br>my own flesh<br>& commit you to the void<br>again?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fortunately,<br>it is not my problem.<br>You hold on, beating<br>like a little clock,<br>Swiss in your precision,<br>Japanese in your tenacity,<br>& already having<br>your own karma,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">while I, with my half-<br>hearted maternal urges,<br>my uncertainty that any creature<br>ever really creates<br>another (unless it be<br>herself) know you<br>as God's poem<br>& myself merely as publisher,<br>as midwife,<br>as impresario,<br>oh, even, if you will,<br>as loathèd producer<br>of your Grand Spectacle:<br>you are the star,<br>& like your humblest fan,<br>I wonder<br>(gazing at your image<br>on the screen)<br>who you really are.</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=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a></strong></div>