A Baby's Cradle With No Baby In It Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Nicely encapsulated and well articulated piece of poetry, insightfully penned with conviction. A beautiful short and powerful poem. Thanks for sharing.

This is from Terry Craddock's first comment below: Because so many of Christina Georgina Rossetti's poems are well written to exquisite, the question is why was this poem selected? All poets have superior and inferior writes, so why not promote from among Christina's best work? Maybe it is a question of taste and others love this poem? [end of quote] Good question, Terry. You know when you go to the EDIT POEMS mode and you see a list of your poems and some of them have the word REVIEWED next to them and some don't? Well, my poem POETRY HEAVEN was selected as poem of the day on March 24 and yet according to what I just mentioned, it has never been reviewed! How could they select it without reviewing it? I think they sometimes just let their computers select a poem at random. It was a fun poem to write but it's not my best poem by any means.

Yes I am forced to agree with Kyoko. I know the poem is about the loss of a baby, but among this theme there are some exquisite tear jerkers, so why this choice? I had a lecturer who would ask if this is a poem or a draft? Of the first three lines the second resonates, but the other two lines seem lacking and the fourth line falls flat, leaving the feeling something is missing, perhaps this is the stretched point; or is this an unfinished draft? Many poets have a score or more drafts never finished. Because so many of Christina Georgina Rossetti's poems are well written to exquisite, the question is why was this poem selected? All poets have superior and inferior writes, so why not promote from among Christina's best work? Maybe it is a question of taste and others love this poem?

The cradle and the grave are very much connected by the thin string of time. Sometimes it can be woefully short. Few lines with much meaning to it......... From the velvet cushions of the cradle One day to the cold earthy grave They will let your body down gentle And the soul no more be a slave...........

Very sad poem and very melancholic. Most deserving as Tje Modern Poem Of The Day. TOP Marks

While other works by the author often focus on themes of love and devotion, this poem is about the depths of loss and the longing for what might have been. It captures the cruel reality of an empty cradle and the surreal nature of a child's grave adorned with autumn leaves.

The sweet soul gathered home to Paradise, The body waiting here., . Nice conceptualization. A beautiful poem.

A work of an intricate mind.

The soul of dead baby is the flying bird of paradise; there the autumnal leaves cares the body of dead baby in the cradle of grave