Thursday, March 1, 2012
This poem traces thoughts and feelings from the so-called 'late' birth of my son ten years ago to the expected birth of my second child this coming spring. The poem documents the political ground lost to women and families who wish to birth at home over this decade, and the increasing pressure from medicine to turn women into compliant patients and disempower them. This is a father's call to arms, to defend the rights of their partners to birth at home away from the interference and sterilised hysteria of medics.
"Doctors and medicine become necessary when people create a sickly environment." Masanobu Fukuoka, 1978