Feeding My Newborn

Before dawn, feeding my newborn —
a rooster crowed, the darkness waned
and other birds began to give voice

I thought how a newborn has no filters
absorbs a mass of stimulation:
our scent, the taste of milk
the touch of naked skin
our shining eyes in the half-light
the sounds of breath and bellies and birds

Later she will connect sound to bird
bird to other bird, bird to the word
and one day, pointing and flapping,
she will say, “bird”

She will go on making connections
making sense of the world until,
at about age twenty, she will think
she knows it all

She will go on making connections
until mid-life, when she will know
that she knows nothing

She will go on making connections
until the connections begin to break down
until she does in fact know nothing

until she is as innocent as a baby
and she goes out as she came in
naked

….

L's newborn grasp. Did you know on their first day they have enough strength in their grasp to support their own  weight. Not that I tried it.
L’s newborn grasp. Did you know on their first day they have enough strength in their grasp to support their own weight. Not that I tried it.

 

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