The theme of the poem is despite one's effort to alleviate the disgrace they have towards their creation, their efforts are to no avail. In the poem Bradstreet starts off by referring to her creation, a book as a child that she birthed calling it "ill-form'd". These choice of words let the reader know that she isn't proud of what she has created, nor does she see it as having much value. Bradstreet also makes the point that her book came from her "feeble brain", establishing that she is over critical and disgraced with herself as well as with what she has created. Throughout the rest of the poem Bradstreet presents a personification of her book demonstrating how despite disliking what she has created, she still has the ambitions to make the
