Monday, June 11, 2012

This Tiny Body Curled Against Mine

its mouth wide, waiting for the breast
and there I am, placed in the family
of things. Just another mammal.
And, yes, I want exactly 
what the doe and the fox mother want –
for him to one day rise, sure
in his defenses and walk
on his own power through the woods.  


Rita said...

OH, that's wonderful!

Susannah said...

I love this poem. Placing us all in the family of things.

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