06/06/24 @ 06:55 A jolly good Thursday morning to all, another lovely day topside.
Morning Song
Sylvia Plath
Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements.
Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival. New statue.
In a drafty museum, your nakedness
Shadows our safety. We stand round blankly as walls.
I’m no more your mother
Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow
Effacement at the wind’s hand.
All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.
One cry, and I stumble from bed, cow-heavy and floral
In my Victorian nightgown.
Your mouth opens clean as a cat’s. The window square
Whitens and swallows its dull stars. And now you try
Your handful of notes;
The clear vowels rise like balloons.
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My bowels don’t rise like balloons! 
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I enjoy poetry, but I cannot relate to what is being said?
Actually in hindsight probably not a good selection, but as all things in life, this poem sends out a message which could be construed differently to different people. This poem highlights the confused reactions of the mother (the speaker, Plath) as she tends to the needs of her new baby, but is it not like a young day which is just dawning, full of promise, mystery, for what it may hold in store . Good morning, ma’am.
But then again too few to mention?
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far to many … 
imagine the amount of Nappies…imagine wet washing every.where.no central heating no blimin time for Moi! and the beat goes on… 
and they still are a Pain!
Sadly that sounds like a very sad life you’ve led. Can things only get better? I hope so. 
Getting better all the time… 
Good! So there is a light at the end of the tunnel then.
when I find the entrance, would work I reckon Easy…
Keep up searching Di. it’s all there waiting for you.
Horay…Horay its a hap hap Happy Day… Oh but what is? 
I got the Visual Evidence you Requested this Mornin’
At my great age any morning I wake up is a good day. 
great then is that Easy…I was up at 4.30am Larking…now feeling the lack of zzzzz
I’ll show you a couple of piccies on boring thread laters Easy…bye bye…waving…
The best thing thing about posts where visionaries see reason / purpose, is that non-visionaries do not, and that in it’s self, is satisfaction enough.Sarcasm and mocker are motivators.
