savor while reading

Sleep Close To Me

Fold of my flesh
I carried in my womb,
tender trembling flesh
sleep close to me!

The partridge sleeps in the wheat
listening to its heartbeat.
Let not my breath disturb you
sleep close to me!

Little tender grass
afraid to live,
don’t move from my arms;
sleep close to me!

I have lost everything,
and tremble until I sleep.
Don’t move from my breast;
sleep close to me!

-Gabriela Mistral, 1889-1957, Chile

a site i have never seen before and must now fully explore; won’t you? birthlove ; information from Sarah Buckley, Marsden Wagner, Michel Odent… poems, a page link called The Devil Cytotec.


3 thoughts on “savor while reading

  1. Love the poem! Just checking in to say hi! It’s been a long time since I’ve connected with you online, and looks like maybe you’ve been taking a blog break. Hope you are well!

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