Metaphors by Sylvia Plath
January 21st 2009 02:42
I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
Not much time to talk tonight; I'm inundated with work. In the meantime, mull over this poem a bit. What is the central metaphor? Can you find any deeper meanings behind some of the images? This poem is one of Plath's most famous: why do you think that is? Is it a good poem? What makes it a good poem?
I do have a couple cool new and finished poems and poetry projects in the works, and I might talk about them later. But for tonight I need to try and hang onto my sanity. Hope everyone has a good night and a better day.
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
Not much time to talk tonight; I'm inundated with work. In the meantime, mull over this poem a bit. What is the central metaphor? Can you find any deeper meanings behind some of the images? This poem is one of Plath's most famous: why do you think that is? Is it a good poem? What makes it a good poem?
I do have a couple cool new and finished poems and poetry projects in the works, and I might talk about them later. But for tonight I need to try and hang onto my sanity. Hope everyone has a good night and a better day.
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