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Hi all... this is my 1st post here... am a 3rd year student in the faculty of Rageda...am going to start with some short analysis of a selection from Sylvia Plath's poetry so I hope u enjoy 
Morning Song
The poem is about a baby being born. The life of the baby is "set going" like a fat gold watch just wound up. The midwife slaps the baby's footsoles, to start it's breathing, the baby takes it's place upon the elements; it has taken it's place umong the living creatures. The echoing voices are the "oohs and aahs", cries of joy from parents and others. The baby is like a new statue, an object that's "new in the collection", it's someone the people in the room have never seen before. (The distant view of the situation that's shared by Plath is her typical style of writing, it reflects her mindstate and way of thought.) The nakedness of the baby makes the others in the room feel more comfortable because they're all dressed. The connection between the relation cloud and the shadow and mother and baby reflects again the mindstate of Plath very well. She looks upon her newborn child, like a cloud would look at it's shadow reflecting herself. The "effacement"is the growing apart of mother and child, that will now begin to take place. She has carried the baby with her, as close as can be, from now on, child and mother will only grow further apart. The "pink roses" is the blanket, the child, breathes on with a "moth breath". The far sea is ofcourse, the constant noise of the baby, the mother has a sixth sense for. The second the mother hears a noise, she will go to the baby, stumbling "cow heavy" (she is still very heavy because of her pregnancy) in her victorian stile nightgown. The baby tries it's vocabulary, some vowels.
