This poem first appeared in an on-line magazine called Cahoots which comes out of the mythical Canadian province of Saskatchewan.
I thought it was very beautiful and it reminded me of adoption although I do not think that was the poet’s intention.
On Surrendering by Sarah Tsiang
It’s true what they say about women. Wearing that white flag so handily, a skirt, a handerkief, linens blowing across enemy lines. Our bodies taught us this art of surrendering, loosened us so we could let go of
Let your fist fall open, lie back: know that this child needs so much more than blood,
and that small space to
dream bone, sinew, first muscle.
and hold within yourself
a place for him — a burrow, warm, dark and large
enough to contain a name, a nest of bark, the almost-heat of your body: a place deep enough
for a heart-slowed winter’s sleep.
It’s true what they say about women.