"Imperfections- an Explication of "An Author to Her Book" by Anne Bradstreet"

I've included the full text of the poem as well as my explication of it. Enjoy!
The Author to Her Book
by Anne Bradstreet
Thou ill-form'd offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth did'st by my side remain,
Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad expos'd to public view,
Made thee in rags, halting to th' press to trudge,
Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).
At thy return my blushing was not small,
My rambling brat (in print) should mother call.
I cast thee by as one unfit for light,
Thy Visage was so irksome in my sight,
Yet being mine own,…