Breasts

In the poem, Poem for breast by Sharon Olds; she speaks of her own breast as if they had life and a sense of awareness. Sharon Olds uses personification, allusion, and metaphors to convey these thoughts. She considers her breasts to have feelings although truly the feelings are her own. She also states that although breasts don’t make a woman, they play an important role of their life. “I was alive so long without …

…for them. Sometimes, now, I hold them a moment, One in each hand, twin windows. Heavy with grief. They were a gift to me, and then they were ours, like little nurslings of excitement and plenty. She refers to them as dumb with no language or knowledge of death but is comforted by their company. By doing so she gives them a sense of innocence adding to the child like personality she sees in twins.