In Reference To Her Children Comments

Nice poem

The poet's portrayal of the prettier bird enriches the impact of this poem. Great!

A love of a Mother for her children - an emotion so vividly portrayed by the Poetess......10

If birds could weep, then would my tears Let others know what are my fears Lest this my brood some harm should catch, And be surprised for want of watch, .............//great poetic expression

A mother watching her chicklets fly into the air, her love for her children runs deep in this poem, its essence is still pure almost 400 years later, that's not just great poetry, that's human capacity for love.

She nailed this! ! We Mothers never stop being a Mother no matter how far away our children have flown, no matter Farewell, my birds, farewell adieu, I happy am, if well with you. how old and wise they may turn out to be, we still fret over the dangers that lurk out there. - - - - - - Says it all perfectly and poetically! Top-notch piece!

What a profound piece composed so brilliantly with the touch of beautiful nature as simply magnificent and outstanding............thanks for sharing

A beautiful piece of literature with eternal values. Thanks for sharing it here.

nice poem. i like it

Her flight! ! With the muse of nature. Thanks for sharing.

I love this poet and this poem. She was a trailblazer in her time.

Picked twice on this category....

................nicely penned....I agree with Mr. Barney ★

I love Anne Bradstreet, she is always so crystal clear in her love for her husband and children. Her love is fearless and she inspires love in others. This particular poem spoke to me, it highlights a mother's unique connection to her children. A mother's love is hard to put into words, but Anne Bradstreet does a very good job at the ultimate expression of love.

The cream of poetry revealed.Thank you.

Beautie, Truth an Raritie, Grace in all Simplicitie

I enjoy classical poetry - also re-reading good ones every 5 years or so..... I love Anne's style but must admit half-way through this one I was beginning to wish there had been many fewer than 8 birds hatched (children born) . A little lengthy for my taste - yet in the 17th century listening to this poem recited would have been akin to watching a movie on television. Their version of entertainment. Having just checked her biography it is interesting that she indeed had 8 children and was America's first published poet. What an interesting, but I fear very difficult, life she must have led

Three hundred years a long period. But the relevance and importance of this poem is not at all diminished by the gone years. It feels it is still important and relevant and will be so after another three hundred years because of the nicety of motherhood and affectionate she is. The proud feeling of departing the children or little birds is a beautiful poetic sayings and it is great and liked.

Nice poem, but it was also chosen as poem of the day exactly five years ago on November 17,2009. Poem Hunter, please have some of your humans (if you have any at the website) actually read some of the recent poems and start choosing new ones for poem of the day instead of letting your computers do it.

This is a touching and heartfelt account of a mother's mixed feelings as she sees her offspring 'leave the nest'. She broods over her departed young as she brooded over them when they were at home, yet she understands the necessity of giving them their freedom. AB sustains the metaphor wonderfully without letting it obscure the feelings she is expressing by it. She does what good poets do by metaphor, she makes it say what could not be said so well without it.