Ode to the Boob – a poem

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Breastfeeding can be an inspiring time. Just sitting there, unable to move… and thus a poem is born. Just now. X

 

Ode to the Boob

 

Ode to the Boob

Large and full

Ode to its function as a feeding tool.

 

Ode to the bonding, ode to the gaze;

Ode to the nipple and the littlest face.

 

Ode to the pressure, ode to the cry;

Ode to the accidental squirt in the eye.

 

Ode to let down and ode to the pump,

Ode to the rhythm of a hungry suck.

 

Ode to expressing and ode to nesting

Ode to being up all night and never resting.

 

Ode to the changes and ode to the veins,

Ode to teething and to the startling pains.

 

Ode to the ‘shower head’ and ode to the latch

Ode to the leak and ode to the wet patch.

 

Ode to ‘momentary Pamela’ and ode to cleavage,

Ode to the confidence before the leakage.

 

Ode to the Boobie,

To the breast, to the rack

Ode to the role of mother

And to never looking back.

 

-Katrina Ward, 2014.

 

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