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Columna Lactaria
--Nursing column in ancient Rome

Sometimes someone left a baby
hoping someone would feed it.
Sometimes no one did.
The babies sucked
at the dry stone in vain.
I read this when my breasts
were swollen with milk
and my heart overflowed
with love for my first born,
and I could not bear to look
at the open mouth of a baby sparrow.

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