The Poetry Stash: 28Feb2024

IVF by Kona Macphee

Today’s poem is “IVF” by Kona Macphee from the collection Staying Alive, Real Poems for Unreal Times, edited by Neil Astley. The book is available for purchase here.

IVF by Kona Macphee

I come home early, feel the pale house close
around me as the pressure of my blood
knocks at my temples, feel it clench me in
its cramping grasp, the fierceness of its quiet
sanctioning the small and listless hope
that I might find it mercifully empty.

Dazed, I turn the taps to fill the empty
tub, and draw the bathroom door to close
behind me. I lie unmoving, feel all hope
leaching from between my legs as blood
tinges the water, staining it the quiet
shade of a winter evening drifting in

on sunset. Again, no shoot of life sprouts in
this crumbling womb that wrings itself to empty
out the painfully-planted seeds.  The quiet
doctors, tomorrow, will check their notes and close
the file, wait for the hormones in my blood
to augur further chances, more false hope.

My husband holds to patience, I to hope,
and yet our clockworks are unwinding. In
the stillness of the house, we hear our blood
pumped by hearts that gall themselves, grow empty:
once, this silence, shared, could draw us close
that now forebodes us with a desperate quiet.

I hear him at the door, but I lay quiet,
as if, by saying nothing, I may hope
that somehow his unknowingness may close
a door on all the darkness we’ve let in:
the nursery that’s seven years too empty;
the old, unyielding stains of menstrual blood.

Perhaps I wish the petitioning of my blood
for motherhood might falter and fall quiet,
perhaps I wish that we might choose to empty
our lives of disappointment, and of hope,
but wishes founder—we go on living in
the shadow of the cliffs now looming close:

the blood that’s thick with traitorous clots of hope;
the quiet knack we’ve lost, of giving in;
the empty room whose door we cannot close.

Prompts:

1.	Begin with “Dazed, I turn…”
2.	Begin with “Perhaps…”
3.	Describe a medical procedure that didn’t result in what you expected or hoped for. For example, a complication? slow recovery? a challenging diagnosis? a poor prognosis?
4.	Explore the topic of a woman’s right to have autonomy over medical care and reproductive choice. 
5.	This poem is written using the formal structure of a sestina in which each of the last words of the first 6-line stanza are repeated in a definitive pattern: close, blood, in, quiet, hope, empty. If you’re interested in learning more about this form, click here.

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