Poetry Month 8 – The Language of the Brag

I’m afraid I’m sharing another poem about childbirth.

It is The Language of the Brag by Sharon Olds, from her anthology Satan Says. This one is long and triumphant, in contrast with the one I shared on day one. You can read it here: http://www.poetrymagazines.org.uk/magazine/record.asp?id=2160

Both poems share some imagery (as you’d imagine)

” I have thought about fire / and the crossing of waterfalls ” – Olds

” the ruched vermilion curtains rise / on a vast screen showing lava ” – Clanchy