SPRING:
BIRTH OF THE MASCULINE © Carolyn Zonailo, 2003
SPRING: BIRTH OF THE MASCULINE owes its inspiration
in part to a lecture given by Erin Sullivan, Montreal, 1987. Erin Sullivan
is the author of several astrology books; she is a world-known lecturer
on mythology, astrology, and archetypal psychology. SPRING:
BIRTH OF THE MASCULINE is one of four mytho-political long poems
from a book in progress, entitled O Tongue, O
Bone. The first in the series, Winter, was published as a chapbook
by Morgaine House, Montreal, Canada, in 1998.
The author wishes to thank Erin Sullivan; Mary Gurekas of Morgaine House;
Alec Home-Douglas of www.salamanderinteractive.net;
and Stephen Morrissey of Coracle Press.
Cover photograph by Ian Gemmill and Cassidy Johnson; “Mermaid Beach,”
Cabo Pulmo, Baja California, Mexico.
Visit our website: www.coraclepress.com
Address correspondence to: stephen@coraclepress.com
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| SPRING: BIRTH OF THE MASCULINE |
| Carolyn Zonailo |
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I think men and women have two very different
tasks. We both come out of a woman’s body. In order to define
our own identity as women, we females don’t have to separate
from the identification with the mother. We started with this identity
and we can maintain it ... Men have a harder task in many ways. In
order to find their gender identity as males, they have to completely
separate from that initial identification with the mother.
From an article by Tracy Marks in The Mountain Astrologer
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i)
Full moon and lunar eclipse
4° Libra on March 23rd
the moon 92% eclipsed
Mars visible
at mid-eclipse
the moon appears
reddened
through binoculars
the round orb
mostly in shadows
that is how spring
rises up
like a man’s erection
bringing the birth
of the masculine
men are from Mars
women are from Venus
springing into being
rising up
an uprising from the earth,
from cold, darkness,
dormant months
now comes desire
now comes rebirth
now comes action and activity
the green stem
visible above ground
bud on branch
ready to open
I am, I am, I am
birth of the ego
birth of will-power
the ice-bound river
now swollen and rushing
over its banks
in spring floods
spring blew in
on a warm wind
yesterday afternoon |
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ii) Old
mothers
The old mothers
have turned sour
like milk left in the refrigerator
long after the expiry date
the old mothers
have turned bitter
like the taste
of unripened fruit
fallen from the branches
prematurely
the old mothers
have vomited out
their rage
against the young brides
who lie beside their sons
as the earth
turns back
into green growth
the old mothers
resent even the sons
they gave birth to
when springtime
stirs lust in the men
and the sons ache
with longing
for a woman’s tender body
the sons want
the yielding flesh
of mutual desire
in the springtime
the old mothers
turn to ice
become stone
just as the earth thaws
fertility returns
and the sons mate
with unknown females
the sons enter
greener valleys
the sons leave
the old mother
to be born again
in the embrace
of another woman
as the old mothers
harden their hearts
let their hearts turn
back into the season of winter |
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iii)
Ah, the lovely
young brides of springtime
are dressed in white
satin
bridal gowns
lace veils
around their sweet faces
carrying armfuls of flowers—
lily, iris, baby’s breath
they walk daintily
down the wedding aisle
wreathed in flowers,
dressed in innocent white
with frilly undergarments
or something naughty,
a garter
around a thigh eager
to part
with their girlhood
past
to fall into the arms
of the masculine
of the man she loves
spring like a marrying
maiden
virginal, virginal
the whole earth
beginning all over again
bleeding hearts
in a clump at the driveway’s
edge
the mating of birds
the migrating geese
sounding their return
overhead
in a V-formation
and the lilac bushes
in full blossom
honeysuckle
and mock orange
scent the air
those first green stems
pushing up out of the ground
testimony
to the transformation
about the begin |
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iv) The
winding cloth
eros/thanatos
eros/thanatos
death and sex
love and dying
decay and desire
eros/thanatos
from womb to tomb
the white bridal dress
a winding cloth
unwinding from life to death
traveling 10,000 miles
for lust
to be fulfilled
clear across the world
to the other hemisphere
to lay beside one’s own true love
the small death
petit morte
they call it
desire temporarily sated
thanatos/eros
the masculine
is born
when the umbilical cord
to mother, mother, mother
is cut
a winding sheet
binds the bones
“I strip people
naked,
down to their skeletons,
then I rub the bones
together
to discover
who they are”
it’s a long journey
to the other side
of the world
winter there
when summer here
leaves falling
when spring unfolds
but this is how
the masculine
is born
from distant travels
to faraway places
to sleep beside
a foreign bride
and feel at home
in her arms
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v) Hollow
bones for the spirit
The shaman says
“become a hollow bone
for the spirit
to speak through”
trees, rocks, winds, waters
rattle his bones
over the stones
Sang a bone upon the shore
the shaman is a healer
the astrologer is a seer
the psychic is a prophet
the poet is a visionary
mystic=mystic
A bone wave-whitened and dried in the wind
I am a hollow bone
the spirit
speaks through me |
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vi)
Even kings
become unhappy
hard to bend
old knees
upon hardened earth
or the cold stone floor
of the chapel
the Fisher King
dreaming of release
while the rivers, streams, lakes
dry up
his land barren
Life and myth intertwine in the human embryo, which
begins its development as a fish-like entity, with organs
similar to gills that enable it to live within the uterine
waters. Before birth, mother and child are fused in
the image of the fish. |
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vii)
Middle-aged men
dream of the bodies
of young women
fifteen year old
girls
Japanese businessmen
visit brothels
where prostitutes dress up
in schoolgirl uniforms
sex trade workers
younger and younger
satisfy men’s lust
for youth
for rejuvenation
turn the clock
backwards
in too many parts
of the world
women sold
into sexual slavery
(this evening’s news
two teenage girls
abducted from a shopping
mall and sold
for $3,000 each)
fathers abuse
their children
that’s what we call it
in the last quarter
of the twentieth century
incest an ancient
word
“sudden memory syndrome”
another name
for this taboo
something
in the psychic
sub-stratum
somewhere
down deep
in the human
psyche |
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viii)
Prince of darkness
Twenty year old men
dream of becoming
the father
could mean
making it with mother
married to the mother
(smothering)
with mother’s love
and then there is Oedipus
at the crossroads
forward or backward
into the embrace
of the devouring mother
earth
or forward to spring
and birth of the masculine
desire pulling
on all senses |
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ix)
Ouranos forced Gaia
(mother and wife)
to bury their children
inside herself
monsters
he called them
Gaia hid Saturn
in a cave
(womb, tomb)
until he killed
the old man
sky god Ouranos
cut off his genitals
and cast them
out to sea
(aphros = foam,
Aphrodite, sea-born,
sprung from the foam
of the sea)
father to son
son to father
Saturn’s turn next
to be killed
by his own son
Saturn swallowed
his five children
as soon as they
were born
when the sixth
child born
Rhea (sister and wife)
fed Saturn
a heavy stone
wrapped in cloth
(winding sheet)
the son Zeus
forced father Saturn
to disgorge
the other five children
Zeus organized
his siblings
to rise up as a gang
against
the controlling father
Zeus conquered
the Titans
Zeus became god
of the universe |
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x)
The masculine
is born
out of the feminine
principle
Ouranos
Faher Heaven
married
to his mother
Gaia
Mother Earth
history = politics
myth = collective
Oedipus returns
to the crossroads
blind, broken king
Hamlet keeps on plotting
knife in hand
should he kill
the king?
should he put
out his eyesight?
should Parsifal
(Mama’s boy)
wear the protective
suit his mother knit?
can he ask
the right question?
can the hero
slay the dragon?
(always mother,
for a man)
can the land
be returned
to fertility?
“tomb of womb/
womb of tomb”
the daughter
absorbed
into the feminine
cyclic, ouroboric,
a circle forever
becoming our mothers
a circle forever
completing itself |
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xi)
In the springtime
birds mate
in a frenzy of flight
an airy tryst
the masculine
born from desire
to separate
from the mother
to separate
and return
to the feminine
desire
the flavour
of the season
the “rise and fall”
of the masculine
erection:
skyscrapers
civilization
space ships
missiles
martial arts
inventions
rise and fall
of the stock market
crash of the Asian markets
in 1997
Hermes
Aries
Hercules
Prometheus
Zeus
Apollo
the myth
of the hero’s
journey
ejaculation
copulation
mating
coitus
sexual union
the trajectory
of male lust
a driving force
rejecting mother
earth
to go in search
of princess luna
falling into lust
(thralldom)
with the seducing
female
can’t see
clearly
with or without
eyesight
blinded by love
only Tiresias
hermaphroditic
male and female
has inner vision
“tomb of womb/
womb of tomb”
to escape
the mother
only to be
captured
by a beautiful
woman
the belle dame
sans merci
no mercy
except with
the eternal feminine
cyclic, nurturing,
preserving
call it love or lust
the thrust
behind the masculine
male born
from female
a second birth
into manhood
returns him
back to the feminine
from earth goddess
to sex goddess
the female
mysteries
inescapable
in eternity
Where the Moon’s instinct is to nurture and care for,
the Earth’s drive is to generate and to consume,
to bring forth form and in the process to devour
and assimilate whatever material it needs. |
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xii)
The age of Aries
And so the masculine
is born
from the fever
of spring
the war
between the sexes
begins
the age of patriarchy
triumphs
young men
become warriors
we acquire
possessions
we fight
for a nation
we build
civilizations
we engage
in commerce
(at the crossroads)
the virgin brides
become mothers
defending home
and family
and the goddess
departs
forever |
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| xiii)
Spring
The west coast
spring
begins in late
January
snowdrops, crocus,
witch hazel
pussy willows
and forsythia
then rhododendrons,
azalea
camellia
and magnolia
blossoms
daffodils, tulips,
paperwhites
the cherry trees
and flowering
dogwoods
(pink and white)
week by week
from January
until June
the unfolding
of different
flowers
wisteria
and clematis vines
an exquisite
slow springtime
on Southland flats
a rhododendron bush
as big as the house
purple blossoms
covering the entire
front of the home
right up to the roof
Montreal spring
lasts two weeks
straight from winter
into summer
during that fortnight
between when debris
left from the snow
melting
and summer’s heat
begins
gardens grow
overnight
get up in the morning
the plants
have risen
four inches
while we were sleeping
lilacs bloom
all over Notre Dame de Grace
peonies
and Solomon’s Seal
and beautiful
bearded iris
the spring so fast
you can see
the plants grow
the trees leaf
the birds mate
instant transformation
winter to summer
colder than Norway
in winter
hotter than Ethiopia
in summer
ah youth,
ah youth
the virginal time
the young stud
the erection
the passion
all spent
so quickly |
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Carolyn Zonailo
Poet Carolyn Zonailo’s interest in mythology, archetypal studies,
and Jungian psychology is evident in Spring: Birth
of the Masculine. Zonailo’s poetic vision encompasses a personal
and feminist viewpoint together with that of a mythic and universal perspective.
Carolyn Zonailo has published nine books of poetry and several chapbooks.
Born in Vancouver, Canada, she has made her home in Montreal for the past
dozen years. She founded Caitlin Press in 1977, now located in northern
British Columbia. She is a member of The League of Canadian Poets and
The Writers’ Union of Canada. Her most recent title, The Goddess
in the Garden, Ekstasis Editions, 2002, is available from www.poets.ca.
She is currently completing a book of stories about her childhood and
her Doukhobor heritage. Visit her website at www.carolynzonailo.com.
Her poetry books include:
Zen Forest (1987);
The Taste of Giving: New & Selected Poems (1990);
Nature’s Grace (1993);
Memory House (1995);
Wading the Trout River (1997);
The Goddess in the Garden (2002). |
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