Song for a Child
I've almost known death
and have been in love.
I've played with both
and thought myself brave.
I've pictured marriage,
to be with another.
In the hermit's cage,
my soul's grown poor.
I've been to the glacier,
I've been to the desert,
I've known the impure,
I've seen behind art.
But imagining you,
my mind's at a loss—
for how might it feel,
the love between us?
Rebecca Parson's poetry has appeared in McSweeney's Internet
Tendency, Birmingham Poetry Review, The Montreal Review, Iron Horse Literary
Review, and elsewhere. A finalist for the Southwest Review's Morton Marr Poetry
Prize, she is also a recipient of scholarships and awards from the Sewanee
Writers' Conference, the Academy of American Poets, and the Dorothy Sargent
Rosenberg Memorial Fund. She holds an MFA in Poetry from Johns Hopkins University.
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