Morning Song by Sylvia Plath

I ran across this gem on one of my favorite sites, Brain Pickings, which is produced by Maria Popova. Read by Meryl Streep, the poem offers reflections and a perspective on parenthood.  

Maria provides this background to introduce the poem. "In February of 1961, shortly after giving birth to her daughter, FriedaSylvia Plath(October 27, 1932–February 11, 1963) penned one of her most unusual poems. “Morning Song,” later included in the posthumously published 1965 classic Ariel (public library), is both paean and requiem for new motherhood — the love, the strangeness, the surreal and magnetic disorientation of it."

Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem. But I remember what it said on one rejection slip: ‘After a heavy rainfall, poems titled ‘Rain’ pour in from across the nation.’
— Sylvia Plath