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Sara in Her Father’s Arms

Cell by cell the baby made herself, the cells
Made cells. That is to say
The baby is made largely of milk. Lying in her father’s arms, the little seed eyes
Moving, trying to see, smiling for us
To see, she will make a household
To her need of these rooms—Sara, little seed,
Little violent, diligent seed. Come let us look at the world
Glittering: this seed will speak,
Max, words! There will be no other words in the world
But those our children speak. What will she make of a world
Do you suppose, Max, of which she is made.

Credit


''Sara in Her Father’s Arms'' by George Oppen, from NEW COLLECTED POEMS, copyright ©1962 by George Oppen. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.

Author


George Oppen

Born in 1908, George Oppen was known for both his poetry and his political activism, he was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1969

Date Published: 2008-11-17

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/sara-her-fathers-arms