Baby Lazarus Comments

This went right to my heart. My first baby was born after nine months, lived 2 minutes and died. How well I remember taking the tiny clothes to the attic and putting them in a box and sealing it. One day, I found the box, could not imagine what it was for, opened it and just fell apart. This takes me back.

Oh what a powerful poem. Is this inspired by a cot death, abortion, stillbirth? Who knows, but an excellent poem nevertheless.