Question

summary of the poem. baby seed song
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Answer 1

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Baby Song by Thom Gunn depicts the experiences, emotions, and thoughts of a baby who has been born recently. The poem portrays a different perspective, as the world is seen through the baby’s eyes. Thus, the poem introduces the baby’s perceptions and feelings in order to vividly portray a child’s mind a few moments after being born.

Thom Gunn’s poem consists of seven stanzas formed by rhyming couplets (a series of two lines that rhyme). This structured and consistent rhyme scheme represents an innocent way of speaking related to lullabies or Nursery rhyme. Hence, the form of the poem constructs a constant and soft childlike rhythm that imitates cradle songs. Nevertheless, the baby’s words and thoughts emphasize the child’s uneasiness, as they contrast with the soothing rhythm of the poem.

Baby Song builds two main spaces that contain contrasting images. On one hand, there is the womb, the inside, where the baby feels safe and protected. On the other hand, there is the room, the outside, where the child is uncomfortable and feels in danger constantly.

Answer 2

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Explanation:

One of my favorite quotes about spring is from Margaret Atwood: “In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” Is anyone planting a garden this time of year? It takes patience to wait for those first green shoots to emerge from the soil. Imagine if you could overhear the conversation of those little seeds as they rest underground, waiting for their day in the sun. This poem by Edith Nesbit does just that. (from”New Outlook: Volume 59,” pg 448, 1898) Maybe you’d like to draw a cartoon of some of your seeds chatting under the earth. What are they saying to each other? –Kelly

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Baby Seed Song

by Edith Nesbit

Little brown brother, oh! little brown brother,

Are you awake in the dark?

Here we lie cosily, close to each other:

Hark to the song of the lark–

“Waken!” the lark says, “waken and dress you;

Put on your green coats and gay,

Blue sky will shine on you, sunshine caress you–

Waken! ’tis morning ’tis May!”

Little brown brother, oh! little brown brother,

What kind of a flower will you be?

I’ll be a poppy–all white, like my mother;

Do be a poppy like me.

What! You’re a sunflower? How I shall miss you

When you’re grown golden and high!

But I shall send all the bees up to kiss you;

Little brown brother, good-bye.