ON THE BIRTH OF A SON <br /> <br />When a child is born, the parents say <br />they hope it's healthy and intelligent. But as for me— <br /> <br />well, vigor and intelligence have wrecked my life. I pray <br />this baby we are seeing walloped, wiped and winningly anointed, <br /> <br />turns out dumb as oakum—and more sinister. That way <br />he can crown a tranquil life by being <br /> <br />appointed a cabinet minister.<br /><br />Heather McHugh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-su-tung-p-o/
