JTParreira Posted May 17, 2009 Posted May 17, 2009 When she put its head in the oven of gas as a lion that falls on its prey all poems were already directed to die on the table She did so again, and again through the morning dark the shiny skin and Sylvia's hair as a sun blond. J T Parreira Quote
Lake Posted May 17, 2009 Posted May 17, 2009 J T Parreira, It's a heart wrenching read. The opening lines When she put its head in the oven of gas as a lion that falls on its prey are powerful and catching. But her poems continue to live. Best, Lake Quote
tonyv Posted May 17, 2009 Posted May 17, 2009 Not to state the obvious, but I like the choice of word in death, as it is a near-rhyme with Plath. I also like the end -- ... and Sylvia's hairas a sun blond. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
Aleksandra Posted May 17, 2009 Posted May 17, 2009 Wonderful written poem Joao. I loved this one. It is strong and powerful, and expressed so nice, it looks like a painting. I agree with Tony for the last lines. I love the end. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia
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