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D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). Amores. 1916.

23. A Baby Asleep After Pain

AS a drenched, drowned bee

Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,

So clings to me

My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears

And laid against her cheek;

Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm

Swinging heavily to my movements as I walk.

My sleeping baby hangs upon my life,

Like a burden she hangs on me.

She has always seemed so light,

But now she is wet with tears and numb with pain

Even her floating hair sinks heavily,

Reaching downwards;

As the wings of a drenched, drowned bee

Are a heaviness, and a weariness.