MIRACLE OF SLEEP Poem by Jan Lauwereyns
MIRACLE OF SLEEP
After a few moments he perceives
his mouth is wide open.
The son of the natural philosopher
understands, obedient as he is,
that he has opened it.
Her?
La bouche.
Issue to breathe in
as gently as possible.
(Baby sleeps.)
Breath: the umpteenth in/ex-
halation of the indefatigable muse
who will not turn to stone,
nor go up in smoke,
not even make a U-turn.
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