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I found the poem: Morning Song, by Sylvia Plath a wonderful piece to analyze. This poem made me feel a sense of sadness. The topic she writes about is beautiful, but I believe she was writing so much more than the birth, and the feeding of her baby. Sylvia seems to be describing life the way she was viewing it.

"Love set you going like a fat gold watch." For me this sentence gives off a sense of sadness as if she is feeling like love set death in motion. "watch" meaning time has started ticking away. By making the baby cry it's voice was set within the elements of all the sounds here in this world. Almost like she was saying just another sound, or voice adding to the ones already here. The excitement of a new baby in the world is described well, "Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival. New Statue." something beautiful to behold. The awe and the wonderment of a new birth is how I took the line, "We stand round blankly as walls." the miraculous birth of a newborn tends to be a time when adults contemplate their own miraculous birth into this life.

What did Sylvia mean by "I'm no more your mother Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow Effacement at the wind's hand." I feel in these words she is detaching herself from her child. I can almost feel her sadness in which she is feeling her mortality. This line says she is looking at her child and See's her self when she was younger, and now this child will be taking her place, and each day in which passes she will see the youth she once was in her child's face. As I said I felt sadness when I read these lines. I also felt a connection.

The queit breathing of her baby is described beautifully with the use of metaphors, "moth-breath" and "flickers among the flat pink roses." meaning the baby's pink lips. "A Far sea moves in my ear." I took this to mean she can hear her baby moving around, starting to awaken for morning feeding.

I loved the way Sylvia lets us know she is breast feeding her baby with words such as "cow-heavy." The floral Victorian night gown brings her to life. I could almost see her walking to her baby's side. Then sitting in front of a window while she allows her child to nurse and she watches as the night disappears and a new day begins. "The window square whitens and swallows its dull stars."

"The clear vowels rise like balloons." I found this line a wonderful description of contentment. Sylvia's child was content and happily cooing after having it's needs met. Through out this poem I could feel time passing the way Sylvia must have seen it. From words such as "fat gold watch", "Shadows our safety", "slow Effacement", "Whitens and swallows its dull stars.", "and now you try your handful of notes;" , I see time passing, I hear a sadness present in each of these words. A sadness. A wonderment. Even a sense of fear.

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