Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STRANGER, by HARRIET GRAY BLACKWELL First Line: I held him first when he was six weeks old Last Line: I shall have borne triumphantly a son. Subject(s): Adoption; Sons | ||||||||
I held him first when he was six weeks old And he has lived twelve years within my heart, I thought it would be simple then to mold Him with the skill that is a mother's art. Sometimes our bond is torn with hurt surprise, Two beings, worlds apart, not reconciled In thought or flesh. I plumb this stranger's eyes And try to fathom my adopted child. The travail of most women ends at birth But mine continues, deluged with a stream Of alien blood. Unwilling to unearth The fact of records that might mar my dream I labor in the dark -- When I have done I shall have borne triumphantly a son. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LATEST INJURY by SHARON OLDS PRAYER DURING A TIME MY SON IS HAVING SEIZURES by SHARON OLDS TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 1 by YEHUDA AMICHAI THE SMALLISH SON by HAYDEN CARRUTH SARAH'S PROMISE by LUCILLE CLIFTON ANY MAN'S ADVICE TO HIS SON by KENNETH FEARING THE RIGHTFUL ONE by DAVID IGNATOW ANODYNE by HARRIET GRAY BLACKWELL |
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