At the moment I have an anthology called Windharp by my bed, edited by Niall Mac Monagle (where would Irish Poetry be without him ?) and given to me by daughter Eileen, it is subtitled Poems of Ireland since 1916.
It includes this one from Austin Clarke written in 1963 called:

“Unmarried Mothers”

In the convent of the Sacred Heart,
The long room has been decorated
Where a bishop can dine off golden plate:
An Oriental Potentate.
Girls, who will never wheel a go-cart,
Cook, sew wash, dig,milk cows, clean stables
And, twice a day giving their babes
The teat, herdlike, yield milk that cost
Them dearly, when their skirts weretossed up
Above their haunches.Hook or zip
Has warded them at Castlepollard.
Luckier girls,on board ship,
Watch new hope spraying from the bollard.

This was written, do not forget, in 1963.
54 long years ago.
Plus ca change……………….