By Sylvia Plath
Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
↳ comparing the baby to a clown (silly + happy)
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
↳ feet above the ground + reaching for the stars
+ moon shaped head (bright and white)
+ how the baby lies in the womb
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
↳ baby breathes through "gills" in the womb
↳ similie compares baby to a fish → baby adapts to the environment of the womb like
fish do in the sea
Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode.
↳ dodo is extinct vs new life of her baby
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
↳ spool winds → shows how self-contained the baby is in the womb
Trawling your dark as owls do.
↳ baby is searching for something in darkness of the womb
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools' Day,
↳ pregnancy from July to April (9 months)
↳ turnip who is mute = becuse baby is unborn
O high-riser, my little loaf.
↳ loaf of bread who rises over 9 months like the baby
↳ little loaf = sweet + suggest love for baby
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