sooner or later gets taught one or both of the loveliest baby-poems in the language, Sylvia Plath's "You're" ("Clownlike, happiest on your hands ...") and "Morning Song" ("Love set you going like a fat gold watch.") They're great for teaching prosody, metaphor and simile; they're also marvellously poised and exact. And yet, doesn't presenting poems such as these, in charming, context-free isolation, limit and blunt them?
from The Guardian: 'Yum yum! Delicious babies!'
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