need help with 2 poem anylasises

if anyone could help me get the metaphorical or whatever meanings not the literal

we should not mind so small a flower-
except quiet bring
our little garden that we lost
back to the lawn again.

so spicy her carnations and-
so drunken, reel her Bees-
so silver steal a hundred flutes
from out a hundred trees-
that whoso sees this little flower
by faith my clear behold
the bobolinks around the throne
and dandelions gold.




AND>>>>



bring me the sunset in a cup,
reckon the morinings flagon's up
and say how many dew
tell me how far the morning leaps-
tell me what time the weacer sleeps
who spun the breadths of blue!

write me how many notes there be
in the new robins extasy
among astonished boughs-
how many trips the tortoise makes-
how many cups the bee partakes,
the debauchee of dews!

also, who laid the Rainbows piers,
also, who leads the docile spheres
by withes of supple blue?
whose fingers string the stalactite-
who counts the wampum of the night
to see that none is due?

who built this little alban house
and shut the windows down so close
my spirit cannot see?
who'll
let me out some gala say
with implements to fly away,
passing pomposity


any help is muchhhhhh apreciated
stupid stupid classsss

What are your thoughts?

i get a vib like there both about death and the first one is like her spirit or sumthing like that and the second one is like shes escaping her body kinda thing but i am not to sure if this makes sense. anyone else care to venture a guess any help would be much apreciated
thanks

here's a guess. i kinda agree with you about the spirit thing on the first one. the second one could be about 'escaping the body' but i think it's more on escaping in general. the persona is fighting to be free from something, and it's possible that what she's escapong from is life itself, so maybe suicide.

hope this makes sense.

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