(Tree of Life by Séraphine Louis, 1864-1942,
French painter)
We learn to live with the verities of life.
BIRTH
Birth.
Impossible to imagine
not knowing how to expect.
Childbirth.
Impossible to imagine
years of the tall son.
Death.
Impossible to imagine,
exactly, exactly.
~ Anne Stevenson, born 1933, American poet living in England
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