I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity
A particular situation in work, can‘t do anymore, stop stressing- release 😁
Last two verses of The Moon and the Yew Tree - my favourite poem ever (Plath)
💕❤️ love to all
As always, my poetry disclaimer stands: I'm not an avid reader of verse, so my reviews should be taken with a grain of salt. In this case, I thought Plath had a lovely way with words, but I just didn't like most of the poems. I found them interesting, but they felt too dark for my taste. My favorites were those about the bees. I don't know what it was about them I enjoyed so much, but I'd probably revisit those before any of the others.
I cannot deny the lure of Plath‘s story. A few poems in, I devoured her entire Wikipedia page. After the last poem, I avidly consumed the “About Sylvia Plath” section, fascinated by her memory, which is quoted, of her first experience of the sea: “When I was learning to creep...my mother set me down on the beach to see what I thought of it. I crawled straight for the coming wave & was just through the wall of green when she caught my heels.”
This is the only kind of smiling I can imagine snow doing: silent; sinister.
I need Princess Spring to wake up, scream, & blow the head right off of Winter‘s smiling face.
@VioletBramble @Birdsong28 @TheKidUpstairs @jessinikkip @gradcat @Johanna414 @BarbaraJean @Pricel101 @samjmitchell
Still making my way through “Ariel.” This particular poem is a stand-out. 🌘 @TrishB I can see why it‘s your favorite!
Oftentimes, though, I have to admit that I struggle to string together what it is that Plath is trying to say. Her poetry almost makes me feel like I‘ve missed out on an inside joke — though, if it is a joke, it‘s a cruel one; if you know anything about Plath, you know the tone is anything but funny.
Of the Plath poems I‘ve read thus far, “Tulips” is near the top. (This is just one, perfectly imperfect piece of the whole.)
I started Sylvia Plath‘s “Ariel” two days ago.
Speaking of “the second time,” this is the second time that I‘ll be rushing around frantic because I couldn‘t tear myself away in time to get ready for work calmly.
The first time, I was reading up on her life. I knew the basics (obviously; I don‘t think you can be a reader & not know) but this is my first Plath so I felt like I should dig in.
Wish me speediness as I try to leave my house! 😱🏎
This is a very very very difficult poem to comprehend. Thank God for Google. #SylviaPlath
The morn is here,
And the baby's clear vowels (coo coo? I think) rise like balloons.
🖤 this song by #SylviaPlath!
Looking forward to opening this all day has kept me going! Thank you Megan!! These are absolutely wonderful. I don‘t know where to start - but the Plath stuff is amazing ❤️ A new Ariel and look at that photo - I‘m so excited at the moment.
And thanks for being so thoughtful with the sweets (no room to show them all)
Can‘t wait to read the rest of the books 😁
Thanks @LazyDays it‘s been great!
Megan - I hope you like yours 😘
The last verse from Lady Lazarus , this is a very difficult poem, I don‘t read it that often as I find it really ☹️ and quite desperate. Maybe that‘s hindsight?
Anyway, sorry - another Plath!
Sorry it‘s a bit late!
Any would be fine - I collect different covers of Ariel and more are always welcome 😁
Up to date
Tea only .
Small amounts of chocolate (not white) sweets if they are vegetarian.
I have been spying for my swap and found so many things I want! Lol I found SP tote bags....just say in‘.....
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I adore Plath, and my favourite collection of poetry is Ariel. In an interview just before her death, Plath said she was ‘wild‘ for the work of Dylan Thomas, Yeats and Auden ❤️
My fav book of poems.
Tonight. I always think of Sylvia Plath's "The Moon and the Yew Tree" because it's one of the first poems that made me look at the moon differently:
"The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet
With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here."
I recently received correspondence from my #litsypenpal, @ReadOrDieRachel & it was laden with treats! Thanks, pal! My favorite detail is your tiny apology, “I don‘t have stationary, so please accept these random stickers...”. The dino sticker pictured (in the bottom left corner) is the absolute best; he looks so dejected. 😂
#fivebooks that influenced me.
Underground: That human nature at its ugliest & abject is still worthy. What's that Latin saying--"I am human, nothing of that which is human is alien to me"? That's Dostoyevsky's gift.
Ariel+Villette: Like above, but in fierce female form. No well-behaved women here. Electrifying.
Disquiet: The fractured, alienated self as creator.
P&P: The sublime pleasures of narrative & characterisation. It made me a reader.
Important at various points in my life - either for influence or impact.
I don't normally read self-books but this fell in my lap at a crucial time and gave me a hypothetical kick.
Magic Far Away Tree first book I read myself that blew my mind!!
Everyone post yours 😀