Breast Feeding Poem by Deborah Cox
Breast Feeding
Stunned to wakefulness
as if contracting too fast,
She hears his native cry
as if he'll never feed again
and pulls them both together,
latches on like they were stitched
before the clamps came down and sealed
the sullen ache of afterbirth:
straight to her stomach his stomach,
sharp thrill at her heart / his heart.
Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: motherhood
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4/27/2024 7:22:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful. All six of my children were breastfed and it was a beautiful (and healthy) thing. Thanks, Deborah