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“Mother, A Cradle to Hold Me” is a free-verse poem, meaning it has no set rhyme or meter. The poem has 84 lines that are structured into nine stanzas of varying length. In this case, free verse makes the poem's message accessible to a wide audience, following informal and conversational speech patterns. This choice of form works to convey the intimacy between a mother and daughter, as the speaker evokes memories and reminisces about their evolving relationship through the years.
The use of alliteration, or the repetition of initial consonant sounds, adds to the rhythm and meaning of the poem. Some examples include “condescendingly of course” (Line 62), which adds to the coarse tone of the teenage speaker towards their mother, as well as “I spoke sharply of you, often / Because you were slow to understand” (Lines 65-66) with the “s” sounds adding a softer contrast to the “c” sounds above, almost a whisper because of the shame the older speaker feels as they reflect back on that time. Alongside alliteration, Angelou also uses enjambment, the continuation of a complete thought from one line to the next, suggesting the free-flowing, interlapping memories Angelou wants to portray. One example includes “When you knew nothing / And I knew everything, I loved you still” (Lines 60-61), combining the contrast between her external snobbish teenage behaviors and her actual internal feelings.
The title of the poem immediately sets up the metaphor of a cradle, upon which Angelou further elaborates in the first stanza: “Your arms were molded / Into a cradle to hold me, to rock me” (Lines 7-8). The entire poem is built upon this comparison of the mother’s stature as a cradle, as being capable of comforting her baby during sleep and other times of need. The physical idea of the mother as a cradle continues as the child ages. In the third stanza, the speaker recalls not wanting their mother to leave: “You smiled at my fears, saying / I could not stay in your lap forever” (Lines 21-22). The cradle represents emotional comfort as well as physical: “Each time you reentered my world / You brought assurance / Slowly I gained confidence” (Lines 34-36). The term “cradle” (Line 8) and the meanings it evokes suggest infancy, the desperate need a baby has for their mother. While Angelou addresses that interpretation, she continues the concept of a cradle and the need for a mother during the adolescent and adult years.
Angelou makes use of visual as well as olfactory (smell), tactile (touch), and aural (hearing) imagery throughout the poem. The cradle, as described above, is a prime example of visual imagery. Another example is that of the “broken doll” (Line 78) to which the speaker compares themselves during their adolescent years. The description is open enough to let the readers conjure their own images of dolls, perhaps of those they had growing up. Alongside the visual description of the mother’s arms as a cradle in stanza one is the tactile imagery it evokes. A mother’s arms are soft and open wide to hold her baby, making sure the baby does not fall or get harmed in any way. The smell that connects the speaker to their mother while the mother cradles them is also part of the memory: “The scent of your body was the air / Perfumed for me to breathe” (Lines 8-9). The scent is feminine in the sense that the mother’s smell becomes the baby’s first experience of what air smells like. In stanza four, the speaker brings to light another facet of the mother: how she sounds. The speaker says, “I rehearsed you, / The way you had of singing” (Lines 44-45). Just as a baby is getting used to their mother through sight, sound, and touch, so are the readers getting used to this recreation of a mother throughout the poem. These various uses of imagery help to complete a full picture of a mother caring for her child and bring to life the emotions the child recalls later in life.
By Maya Angelou