of a patient’s vagina that exploded, how he mended her erupted flesh. Explains it like one might explain the process of patching a hole in jeans or supergluing a hand back on a dropped statue. I think, When can I hold my baby? Because I just had a baby—I mean literally—my son was just born, and this doctor is telling me a story about the worst vaginal tear he’s ever seen. And because I am prone to thinking about random-ass shit at weird times, I think of my ex-boyfriend’s dad, who was a gastroenterologist, how once he took me out to breakfast at a Greek diner while my boyfriend played golf, and to make conversation, I asked him about his favorite patient ever. She was a lovely woman—classy, elegant—who had an unfortunate tear in her perineum, leaking fluids. So that’s two women whose bodies are stories belonging to men, and I’m worried because when the baby came out, he wasn’t crying, and the doctor keeps looking from my vagina to the team of pediatric doctors that flutter around my son like he’s nervous, too, but he continues on with his story: I didn’t think I’d be able to fix her. His face is framed by my open legs. Her husband should send me flowers, he says as he pushes through me with a needle and thread.
My Doctor Recounts to Me an Anecdote
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“My Doctor Recounts to Me an Anecdote” from ALL THAT WE ASK OF YOU IS TO ALWAYS BE HAPPY: by Bridget Bell.
Published by CavanKerry Press on February 4, 2025.
Copyright © 2025 by Bridget Bell.
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission.
Bridget Bell (she/her) is a poet, educator, proofreader, and digital marketer. Her poetry collection, All That We Ask of You Is to Always Be Happy (CavanKerry Press) which the New York Times Book Review called an “urgent, cleareyed debut,” explores maternal mental health. She teaches at Durham Technical Community College, proofreads manuscripts for Four Way Books, and does digital marketing for Anchor Perinatal Wellness. You can find her online at bridgetbellpoetry.com or on IG: @bridgetkbell.
Fort Lee, New Jersey
All That We Ask of You Is to Always Be Happy is a rallying cry from the trenches of maternal mental illness: a cry for visibility, for treatment, for compassion. Mixing academic research with personal experience, these poems push back against the rosy picture society paints of motherhood and instead lay bare the raw, neglected parts: the rage, the sorrow, the confusion, the ambivalence, the tentative joy. But these lines do more than simply give voice—they weave together to create a lyrical safety net, a road map to survival.
"In All That We Ask of You Is to Always Be Happy, Bridget Bell dismantles myths surrounding motherhood, offering a poignant and unflinchingly honest portrayal of the struggles faced by women around the world. Through a striking use of various poetic forms from the sonnet to the found poem, she sheds light on the physical and emotional challenges of childbirth, postpartum depression, and the complex realities of motherhood. She writes: 'We are not mothers. . . . We wear the mother mask.' The words resonate deeply, urging readers to question prevailing narratives. She writes: 'There was no pain. The pain was everything.' I was shaken by both the beauty and the brutal honesty of these poems. In the end, Bell explains that to speak against the lie is the way to survive. 'You are not alone,' she writes, 'Everywhere there is a woman awake with you.' All That We Ask of You Is to Always Be Happy is a powerful testament to the resilience of women and a vital addition to contemporary poetry collections."
—Blas Falconer, author of Rara Avis
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