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The Center Now Holds
The Center Now Holds
By Jane Tawel
April 1, 2019
I never had a center until now.
It took me many years to make
My center sometimes appear.
* * *
And now it often all a-sudden,
Shows up —
Solid, sure and unafraid.
* * *
It was sort of lurking long inside me,
Always a jiggly mess though;
Like a cake without a finished middle,
Still raw and sloshing left and right;
Unable to hold still enough for
Me to feel I even had
what other people easily used,
As nourishment or weaponry.
All my parts were always flying off in pieces.
Now sometimes I quietly sense in me
a firm center
Unbroken and unyielding.
But this annoys or terrifies you.