Question

O silent goblet! Red from head to heel

How did you feel

When you were being twirled

Upon the potter’s wheel

Before the potter gave you to the world?

‘I felt a conscious impulse in my clay

To break away

From the great Potter’s hand that burned

so warm,

I felt a vast

Feeling of sorrow to be cast

Into my present form’

‘Before that fatal hour

That was me captive on the potter’s wheel

And cast into crimson goblet sleep

I used to feel

The fragrant friendship of a little flower

Whose root was in my bosom buried deep’

The potter has drawn out the living breath of me

And given me a form which is the

Death of me,

My past unshapely natural stage

Was best. With just one flower flaming through my breast’ a)Who is the speaker in the first stanza?​

Answer 1

the speaker of the first stanza is the poet