Sylvia Plath is one of the worst poets of all time.
If you like her, you have no taste.
Neither of these claims make much sense.
>>9031796
Ok, now tell us what you really think
>>9031817
>doesn't have any poetic talent
This is the only relevant thing you've said.
herr god, herr lucifer - beware, beware!
out of the ashes, i rise, with my red hair
and i eat men like air
>>9031817
>prose with line breaks
not an argument
Two, of course there are two.
It seems perfectly natural now ---
The one who never looks up, whose eyes are lidded
And balled? like Blake's.
Who exhibits
The birthmarks that are his trademark ---
The scald scar of water,
The nude
Verdigris of the condor.
I am red meat. His beak
Claps sidewise: I am not his yet.
He tells me how badly I photograph.
He tells me how sweet
The babies look in their hospital
Icebox, a simple
Frill at the neck
Then the flutings of their Ionian
Death-gowns.
Then two little feet.
He does not smile or smoke.
The other does that
His hair long and plausive
Bastard
Masturbating a glitter
He wants to be loved.
I do not stir.
The frost makes a flower,
The dew makes a star,
The dead bell,
The dead bell.
Somebody's done for.
Don't think so buddy, it's time for you to go back.
>>9031945
nice poem