By Christina Rossetti
My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.
I enjoyed this poem for a few reasons. When I first saw the title on poetry out loud I thought it sounded like it would be a fun and light-hearted poem. I found it pretty easy to read and understand the surface of. But I knew that it had a bigger meaning then what it seemed to have. So I decided to do some additional research to better comprehend the poem. Another reason it was easy for me to read was becuase I could picture the images in my mind well, which helped me understand it a little bit.
As I previously stated, after doing some research I better understood the poem. I learned that she is writing about the joy and excitement someone gets when they see someone they love. In the second to last line Rossetti says, "Because the birthday of my life", meaning this was that day that she finally felt "alive". The first stanza is talking about the emotions she feels. One line I found interesting was when Rossetti wrote, "My heart is like an apple-tree, whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit". I really enjoyed this line because I think she did a good job of describing how she felt. I think she was trying to say that her heart was basically mush. She felt weak because of how in love she was.