Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with color and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose name you meditate --
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Little
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
- I love the vivid imagery here, when talking of her child's eye "I want to fill it with color and ducks", "little stalk without wrinkle"...I think this is beautiful. However, she sees herself as "this dark ceiling without star" - limited in her own world. Very sad.