Friday, September 19, 2014

Family Reunion Comments

Rating: 5.0

Outside in the street I hear
A car door slam; voices coming near;
Incoherent scraps of talk
And high heels clicking up the walk;
The doorbell rends the noonday heat
With copper claws;
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Sylvia Plath
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Michael Walker 25 June 2020

Her sound images about the imminent family reunion are convincing to me. 'A car door slam'. She feels different and on the outer at her family reunion, which is not at all uncommon. There is a hint of her future suicide: 'I cast off my identity/ And make the fatal plunge'.

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Michael Walker 25 June 2020

A sensitive look at a family reunion.

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Shaun Cronick 01 February 2020

Such a tragic loss to the world of poetry. Rest easy good Sylvia. And thank you.

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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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