A Baby Asleep After Pain
As a drenched, drowned bee Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower, So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears And laid against her cheek; Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm Swinging heavily to my movement as I walk. My sleeping baby hangs upon my life, Like a burden she hangs on me. She has always seemed so light, But now she is wet with tears and numb with pain Even her floating hair sinks heavily, Reaching downwards; As the wings of a drenched, drowned bee Are a heaviness, and a weariness.
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"As a drenched, drowned bee..."
Exploring the themes of classic, D. H. Lawrence (David Herbert Richards) delivers a powerful performance in "A Baby Asleep After Pain"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...