Two Hearts — Summary

There were two hearts in the delivery room The first had not been anticipated And though the other was not hated It would die better in my womb Their outcries were against my ignorance The harshness of it deafened my ears And though I recognised their nightly fears I turned away for the sake of innocence

The first died on a glacial autumn night Gone forever, after a gory fight One had survived since the delivery room After an entreaty to be wary The other had gone to the mortuary To always live, with the first, in a tomb

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The speaker seems to be a mother recalling a birth that produced two hearts, two babies, though only one was expected. The first stanza is full of guilt and uneasy admissions. One child was a surprise, and the other, though "not hated," is described as someone who "would die better in my womb." The speaker admits turning away from their cries "for the sake of innocence," which reads like a refusal to face what was happening.

The second stanza turns to death. One child dies on a cold autumn night after a violent struggle, while the other survives the delivery room but is later sent to the mortuary. The final line joins them: both "live" together in a tomb.

The mood is bleak, heavy, and full of regret. The steady rhyme gives the poem a chant-like quality, almost like a lament. Judging by the imagery, the speaker is haunted by grief and by a sense of responsibility that never lets go.

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