Night-waking is the opiate of the mommies

MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
  My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
  One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk

Maria studying "Ode to a Nightingale" circa 2001

Maria studying “Ode to a Nightingale” circa 2001

Ninja Mom recollecting "Ode to a Nightingale" in 2013

Ninja Mom recollecting “Ode to a Nightingale” in 2013

O Keats!  Had it been your lot to have a family with a small teething child, you would have discovered a depth to your poetry unknown to you in your youth.

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