I posted on What We Are Reading and Hollowtalk suggested I post on here too. Maybe there are some teachers who remember this poem.
DS2 was premature and very ill. When he was in the incubator, he slept all the time. He didn’t open his eyes for weeks. It felt like he was hibernating.
I remember a phrase came to me: he could survive for years like this, but we could not.
It made me think of some Andrew Motion poems I studied at secondary school over 30 years ago. One was ‘In The Attic’ and it was about his mum who fell off a horse and was in a coma. It’s not ‘In The Attic’ but similar/written at same time.
I think the phrase comes from a poem about his mum being in hospital and him visiting her but I can’t find it. I have his Selected Poems and it’s not in there.
DS2 is 9 now so that period is well behind us, but I still think of that phrase and how much it resonated with me at the time and I’d really like to read the poem again.