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For Hirut

by libera 

Posted: 19 July 2003
Word Count: 194
Summary: Written for my cousin's wife after she gave birth.

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Copyright © Anita Ibru 2003

For Hirut

I watched as they slept peacefully
Delicately cradled during sleep.
I smiled to myself, imagining what they would both say, one day:
“Look! You have mother in you,”
“And you have our father, so that makes two.”
Yes, two precious little halves of a double miracle
Marking the beginning, present and future
Of a long line of love between us.
How was it possible,
The intimate being coupled with such innocence?
That nature had provided us with two distinct gifts
Featuring elements of you and me?
These precious little things are not just records
Of our private times spent,
They’re an inspiration.
Where one can see the wholesome within the sexual
And adulthood becomes one with youth and innocence.
When I look at them,
Only pure thoughts and hopes spring into my mind.
We shall love them, provide for them.
For our babes deserve the best chance
In this life.
My love, we now have a family
And our line of love shall grow.
We shall watch and learn,
And nurture this pair, from year to year.
Our two examples, of an even stronger love to come.

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fevvers at 00:41 on 31 July 2003  Report this post
Hi libera

Are you looking to make this into a short poem?

Even if you're not you might think about starting the poem at the line "These precious little things are not just records of our private times spent," which is a very beautiful line and getting rid of the first 4 verses - it strikes me these are just lines that have got you to the crux of the poem which starts at "These precious... etc" You might also look at the following three lines, which don't really seem to be working in this poem. There is a very beautiful, graceful voice in this poem that keeps surfacing with lines like "When I look at them,
Only pure thoughts and hopes spring into my mind" which get undermined by lines such as "They’re an inspiration.
Where one can see the wholesome within the sexual
And where adulthood becomes symbiotic with youth and innocence." Much of what you are explaining here comes across in the simplicity of the language of these other lines. Your last verse is very nice too.

I hope some of this helps.


asabi at 14:38 on 08 September 2003  Report this post
Dear 'Libera',
I found your poem after I was making a search for a lost school friend from Ethiopia. Her name is Hirut. I know she got married to a man named Obaro Ibru a few years ago. May I ask if this is the same lady you are talking about in your poem? I have been looking to reach her in months. Please let me know at karenasabi@yahoo.co.uk.
Regards, Karen

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