May 4, 2011

Sonnet number 3

I just looked at my notes and realized I wrote “What woman wouldn’t want her womb tilled?”. Yikes.
The basic theme I read for this is a man realizing his own mortality and his desire to procreate while he’s still young. The speaker (a man) sees his future child as a reflection of himself instead of the looking-glass. For the mother will instead recall the fertility of her youth’s fields when she has aged. The man feels that without a child his image will die along with his body. A child exists to carry on your bloodline and your name. The woman does not get this benefit as she is just the vessel of the child and fertile field. It’s funny to see the need to procreate from the males prospective there’s almost a fearful element that he won’t find his partner to give him his ultimate goal of a child.

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