Her writings about her marriage suggest violence and sex combined
Little bloody skirts!- suggestive of irritation, disgust and menstruation, emphasised by !
Looking for opium to bring relief tho' nauseous
Very disturbing image of wishing for pain, oblivion, marry (join) a life of pain
Looking for oblivion, glass vial of opiates
dulling and stilling her to the end.
repetition brings intensity
Many critics interpret this poem as biographical..Plath described herself at this stage as fluctuating between stasis and rage...we can see this in Poppies.
The wait's begun again,
The long wait for the angel,
For that rare, random descent.
From first collectionon- shows - natural objects (weather, colours) as symbols, dreamlike surreal world, rhyme and stanza, exploration of emotions and states of mind
I used in poem, but hopes and fears focused on rook
contrast between damp weather ie reality and fire of vision or poet's imagination
reading the weather for signs of the future
black the colour of priests/divination
not complaining as ordinary objects may appear transformed
poetic inspiration like a gift from heaven not within control of the poet, or of will and determination
Wants an angel, a symbol of vision to appera but "sceptical" suggests she is trying not to hope too much
key to emotional force of poem, what is a poet without inspiration....fear, a blank
effort she has to make to move forward emphasised by double stress words
reason suggest poets inspiration is just a trick of perception caused by light on a rook for example
Contrast of the rational and the inspired...underlying this is poet's fear that without it life and identity would be intolerable
The Times are Tidy
Unlucky the hero born
In this province of the stuck record
Where the most watchful cooks go jobless
And the mayor's rôtisserie turns
Round of its own accord.
There's no career in the venture
Of riding against the lizard,
Himself withered these latter-days
To leaf-size from lack of action:
History's beaten the hazard.
The last crone got burnt up
More than eight decades back
With the love-hot herb, the talking cat,
But the children are better for it,
The cow milks cream an inch thick.
from first collection "The Colossus"
I does not appear..verates blandness of contemporary culture
boredom, monotony, irony, age of blandness
no great deeds to be perfomed
lizard= dragon, heroism vs careers,
life is too safe...at least on the outside..Plath's dragons were internal
Irony- Plath doesn't really think the children are better off with the fat of the land and no magic
Rhyming words in red
Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements.
Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival.
Poem has red and violent images ..= rage and pale colourless non violent at end
Plath obsessed about self harm
Use of colour = intense feelings
Natural world used to make sense of inner turmoil
synaesthesia= touch imagined flames and fumes,
poppies symbolise life in spite of death
~Title would lead us to expect a lyrical pastoral happy poem
Moves to London
Difficulties she faced
Society expected women to be homemakers.
She struggled to fit in with this and have a career
Much of her poetry is about creating a new identity that would transcend cultural limitations imposed on women.
In her lifetime...more famous for being Ted Hughes wife
Attuned to major historical issues- nuclear war, German ancestry
Living in England could see American consumerism and militarism
Didn't like shabbiness and inefficiency of England
Black Rook in Rainy Weather
On the stiff twig up there
Hunches a wet black rook
Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain-
I do not expect a miracle
Or an accident
To set the sight on fire
In my eye, nor seek
Any more in the desultory weather some design,
But let spotted leaves fall as they fall
Without ceremony, or portent.
Although, I admit, I desire,
Occasionally, some backtalk
From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain:
A certain minor light may still
Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --
Thus hallowing an interval
By bestowing largesse, honor
One might say love.
nt....while there is no line rhyme within the stanza, all the stanzas are the same...reinforcing the idea of chaos but "some design"
morbid= the faces of the drowned"
and delicate "These are the pretty trinkets that the sea hides"
Father - German ruled the family- died when she was 8- mother moved..lost home also
Holocaust imagery- fear of being tainted by origins
All American girl- trying to be perfect
Attempts suicide age 21
Graduates with distinction- scholarship
Meets Ted Hughes and marries him
Moves to England
Cold War- threat of nuclear annihilation- concerned for future safety of her 2 children
Plath lists what she wishes she could provide for her son – “color and ducks, The zoo of the new.” She understands that a mother’s job is to provide positive, joyful images for their child and she lists flowers that represent innocence and purity: “April snowdrop, Indian pipe.” However, in the final stanza of this short poem, her anguish is unmistakable.
Plath feels hugely angry at having been subjected to this treatment, and has the tree respond violently: “I break up in pieces that fly about like clubs […] I must shriek.” The failure of love to console her is referred to a number of times throughout the poem.
Personal issues are never far from the surface in Plath’s poetry.
“The Arrival of the Beebox” uses an extended metaphor through which Plath discusses both the breakup of her marriage and her distressed mind.
Through her work, Plath tackles such challenging and personal issues as the breakup of her marriage, her miscarriage and her own psychiatric treatment in intense detail.
In “Elm”, the disturbing aspect of Plath’s poetry is particularly evident. The poem addresses Plath’s fear of mental breakdown in the opening stanza.
It is hard to decide whether Plath is ending on a positive note, declaring that she will be able to release her thoughts safely, or hinting at the temporary nature of our bodies and alerting the reader to her self-destructive impulses.
When I first read “Mirror”, I thought it was less intense and personal than some of Plath’s other poems on our course.
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with color and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose name you meditate--
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
In this poem, Sylvia Plath expresses tender love for her infant.
, a huge collection of books as text, produced as a volunteer enterprise starting in 1990. This is the source of the first poetry placed on DayPoems.
, exactly what the title says, and well worth reading.
: "If a guy somewhere in Asia makes a blog and no one reads it, does it really exist?"
, miniature, minimalist-inspired sculptures created from industrial cereamics, an art project at Lewis and Clark College in Portland, Oregon.
, More projects from Portland
, Furby, Eliza, Mr_Friss and Miss_Friss.
, a Portland, Oregon, exhibit, Aug. 13-Sept. 5, 2004, at Disjecta.
The short lines, with one, two or three beats, give the poem a quick rhythm.
The Arrival of the Bee Box
On one level ‘The Arrival of the Bee Box’ seems to be about Plath’s reaction to the delivery of a bee box.
On a deeper level, you can regard the bee box as a symbol for her unhappy inner thoughts and feelings
I ordered this, clean wood box
Square as a chair and almost too heavy to lift.