babies

Sunblock

If I ever were to bake a cake it would be for you, and I’d color in the icing like spreading sunblock on your face.   I like to get you while you sleep— the best is in a car— so I can butter every toe and beneath your pillow feet.   Underneath your feet […]

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Baby

You are A long time Coming Now All time is Your time My time is Yours since Before But your Time is Not mine It is yours I get to Watch it Feel how You are not In me But you were There you Grew Into a paw Of blood And time It felt good […]

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Babies on Planes

  When I am on a plane, and I hear a baby begin to cry, I think: cry, cry, cry.   Cry slower and louder. Cry longer.   Cry while your mother walks you around so that the entire plane can hear you cry.   Stop crying; whimper softly. Make us think you are done, […]

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Beautiful baby fear

A few days ago, my son turned seven months. Since then, I’ve been rereading passages from Marilynne Robinson’s Pulitzer Prize-winning novel Gilead. It’s about many big things – religion, death, separation, love. But, to me, it is about a dying father who makes sense of his life by writing about it. In doing so, he […]

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