Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Weaning: Hurricane

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I dreamt that onions
appeared in my hands, the ones I’d forgotten
at the grocery store, and later,
when wind lashed against our window
waking only me,
I dreamt that you and I were walking
through the storm
and you took my hand as if to tell me
you did not need to nurse anymore.
The world at that moment--
glitter-blue, dark, oddly calm.
No words. Only wind and rain.


Wendy Wisner is the author of two books of poems, Epicenter (2004) and Morph and Bloom (due out in August 2013). Her poems have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies, including Prairie Schooner, Spoon River Poetry Review, Bellevue Literary Review, RHINO, Natural Bridge, 5AM, and Verse Daily. Wendy is an International Board Certified Lactation Consultant (IBCLC) and blogs about breastfeeding, motherhood, and writing at Nurse Me Mama. To read more of her poems or to order books, please visit www.wendywisner.com.


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