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May 25, 2009  
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One by one
every woman I know
approaches me
carrying words

it happened to me
my mother
my sister
my best friend

four times in a row
before the baby came
once, before
I even knew

three times
over six years
and then children
healthy and perfect

just keep breathing
in and out
around the stone
you’ve swallowed

I’ve been there
I am holding you
you won’t feel this way
always

— Rachel Barenblat. Visit her blog, the Velveteen Rabbi, to hear her story, and also to find out how to obtain a free download of her exquisite collection of poetry about her miscarriage,Through.

The Other Child

March 3, 2009  
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Why can’t they understand?
If I become blind
In one of my eyes,
Of course I am still grateful
For the vision that remains in the other.

But I will never stop mourning the absence of
My precious eye
The one which I lost.

My vision has changed forever.
I will never, ever
See things the same way again.

–Joanne Cacciatore (an excerpt from the book Dear Cheyenne, by Joanne Cacciatore ©1999, 2007 All Rights Reserved. Used with permission of the author

The Empty Place

March 3, 2009  
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Since you’ve been gone
there is a place
inside of us
that is shaped like you
so empty now
that place which is filled
with so much love
for you.
––Juliana Bibas

Truly, Madly, Deeply

March 3, 2009  
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When we heard,
we knew, we laughed
we cried.
We fell so in love with you.

The business of growing
so fast so true;
we saw it that day
early and new.
We fell so in love with you.

The days of dreaming,
wondering
talking only to you,
knowing you were mine,
you were ours.
We fell so in love with you.

First you were there,
we saw you, felt you,
loved you more.
Then you were gone
and we wondered
what to do
with all the love
we had
for you.

For you are our firstborn
our son, the fruit of our
union.
We fell so in love with you.
So in love with you.
—Juliana Bibas

Yours Was the Heart

March 3, 2009  
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Yours was the heart I could have cared most for in this world and yours was the heart that I hoped would also so care for me. For caring, I have learned is a great gift.

My precious darling, how briefly we were close, and how sad I still become; a blessed sadness though it seems this love, this love … but how soft it makes my sounds toward others, and that is good.

I should think now of what you would want from me if I could watch you grow … it is happiness isn’t it.

Yes, it is joy in my eyes for you and this world. I will try. I will try.

And thank you, dear, thank you from the deepest parts of me for the wonderful moments, the extraordinary time, yes time, yes time we had.

–Daniel Ladinsky

Nobody Knew You

March 3, 2009  
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Nobody knew you
” Sorry about the miscarriage dear, but you couldn’t have been very far along.”
…existed.

Nobody knew you
” It’s not as though you lost an actual person.”
…were real

Nobody knew you
” Well it probably wasn’t a viable fetus.
It’s all for the best.”
…were perfect.

Nobody knew you
” You can always have another!”
…were unique.

Nobody knew you
” You already have a beautiful child. Be happy!”
…were loved for yourself.

Nobody knew you
…but us.

And we will always remember
…You.

By Jan Cosby