Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. What did my fingers do before they held him? Some of her poems do indeed appear to be written in the confessional mode but not many of them; some of them might have been written by someone well acquainted with the feminism of the late sixties but some of them decidedly not; some of them show a fascination with death, others equally show delight in life and in living. Shedding light upon a subject means to shed light upon the truth and to see everything for what it truly is. Plath suffered from depression most of her life and, perhaps, often felt more sympathy toward the mirror than to the face reflected within. Agitation is a strong word used to describe the anxiety the woman feels due to her old age and withered appearance. It is imperative to read between the lines of the poem to fully grasp its idea.
Childbirth has a political dimension; producing another human being is to expose that child to the horrors that wait for it in the world, to experience for a few moments the primal pain in which all is terror and chaos: My eyes are squeezed by this blackness. It explores how sometimes truth can cause agony. The line also demonstrates her obsession with the mirror. I am not cruel, only truthful -- The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. A mirror is unlike a person because it does not lie.
I have looked at it so long I think it is a part of my heart. Her relationships - not to say that she was dependent and clingy. Also, both stanzas have seven sentences each. The closure is an example of the type of sudden, unexpectedlyviolent, imagery for which Plath's poetry is famous. Dharmender Kumar Dharmender is a writer by passion, and a lawyer by profession. A woman is shown looking at her reflection in the lake.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over. A lake has many different levels. I am important to her. Men do not feature in their lives as sharers or as easers of their pain. It is reflected by the mirror most of the time. She's devastated and appalled by what she sees. The second stanza of the poem looks at a woman through the eyes of the mirror as a lake and describes her life and how she is slowly growing towards old age.
In the first stanza, the mirror is represented as a truthful object. It is her companion and confident. I see her back, and reflect it faithfully. This last sentence is without a main verb; it is a deliberate syntactical shift that stresses linguistically the breaking down of the old self, glibly able to handle words with fluency and flair: Not you, nor him Not him, nor him My selves dissolving, old whore petticoats — To Paradise. She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
During the poem, the first sort of fire suffers itself into the second. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I have l … ooked at it so long I think it is a part of my heart. As we know, mirrors do not swallow or eat however, people can. The third-person narrator makes statements in a cold, detached manner that belies the content material. The poem can be said to be a comment on the struggle of ageing.
Diction The poet uses tight, short sentences and phrases to build up images that are easily identifiable but simultaneously have deep meanings. Where do the black trees go that drink here? The Third Voice is doomed to live with another kind of pain, the pain of loss. But in the last verse of the poem, the queen comes out to claim her own like an avenging angel: Now she is flying More terrible than she ever was, red Scar in the sky, red comet Over the engine that killed her — The mausoleum, the wax house. She is not satisfied with what she observes. She has always been told that she is young and beautiful and before, that was all that mattered to the woman. The acetylene virgin ascends to heaven, out of the fires of hell, but alone without you or him, or any man.
The faces of nations, Governments, parliaments, societies, The faceless faces of important men. She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands I am important to her. Word choice can make a big impact on the way a piece of literature can move, or not move, a reader. The only thing to come now is the sea. Some critics have speculated that the woman is vexed by more than her changing physical appearance. Significantly, it is a world of work, an office: When I first saw it, the small red seep, I did not believe it. The mirror here stands as a symbol of unsullied truth and honesty.
Or, taking that one step further, have you ever thought of yourself as a mirror? The only thing that changes overtime is our appearances and opinions of beauty. She feels that her beauty and youth have been swallowed by me. The surface of a lake it what is seen initially. It is usual in my life, and the lives of others. The honey-feast of the berries has stunned them; they believe in heaven. But within that packaging, the mind of the I-speaker ranges out beyond the limits imposed on her.
That hope was certainly not so clear in the versions listed by Van Dyne: Snow water? Not only is aging and appearance an issue for the woman of the poem, but also for women around the world. The lake representing a mirror calls the candles and the moon liars as they do not show the woman her true self. He forgets not his own. Nonetheless, she's saddened by the reality that she's no longer a young woman and has been replaced by an old woman. The mirror is not swallowing like a person does but is rather observing and taking in information. What will they taste of, the Christmas roses? This blunt honesty of the lake-mirror and her own unpleasant state is the reason for her sadness. It shows the woman exactly as she is, which is disagreeable to her.