Sylvia Plath Flashcards
Love..
Morning Song
Love set you going like a fat gold watch
Simile, adjective, sybolism, Imagery
Our voices
Morning Song
Our voices echo, magnifing in your arrival, New statue in a dafty museum
Intimate atomsphere, assonance
I am no more
Morning song
I am no more you mother, than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own effacement at the winds hand
natural imagery
One cry
Morning Song
One cry and i stumble from bed, cow heavy…
Epithet, self decreciating humour
And now you try
Morning Song
And now you try your handfull of notes, voices rise like ballons
Symbloism, atomsphere
Little
Poppies in July
Little poppies, little hell flames
tone, metaphore, repitition, religious imagery
I put my
Poppies in July
I put my hands among the flames, nothing burns
symbolism, imagery
A mouth just
Poppies in July
A mouth just bloodied, little bloody skirts
Tone, image
If my
Poppies in July
If my mouth could marry a hurt like that
conditional sense, symbolism
Where are your
Poppies in July
Where are your opioids, your naseous capsues?
Apostrophe, tone
But colourless
Poppies in July
But colourless, colourless
Repition
I ordered
Arrival of the Bee box
I ordered this clean wood box
Imagery, adj, simple words
The box is
Arrival of the Bee box
The box is dangerous, i have to live with it
Atomsphere, tone, symbolises
yet I
Arrival of the Bee box
Yet i cannot keep away from it
Personal pronoun, symbolism
Unitelligble
Arrival of the Bee box
Unitelligble syllables
Onomatipia- cathotic sounds of bees, metaphore