This Is A Photograph Of Me Comments

This poem made my big black throbbing PP quite hard. I cant wait to go to town on Margaret. I've already got the zip ties and rope, see you in my basement (;

Margaret Lookin kinda cute tho. Id tap that.On god blicky blicky we in da projects foo yeah cuh

This poem is wrinkly cheeks, just like mine LMAO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

3) when it is in decomposition, it only comes up again. BUT the poem reads indeed hauntinglt. A great success for the haunting intentio. This poem reminds me of the movie Blow-Up.

2) on the surface of the water, it sinks to the bottom and stays there and will never come above again.

.............but if you look long enough eventually you will see me.The secret of looking at something empty long enough, our imaginations start working instantly and we will get to 'see' that dead body. BUT a dead body does not remain

Ew-w-w, creepy poem! How she was able to write it after drowning, I find difficult to grasp. But I suppose when it comes to poetry, anything is possible! A macabre selection for Poem of the Day!

'he effect of water on light is a distortion. but if you look long enough eventually you will see me' - love the way the poetess draws the end to the poem. Congratulations on the poem's selection as the 'Modern Poem of the Day'!

Wonderful description of the background in the photograph drawn from memory lane.

self discovery in the crystal mirror like water- I am in the lake, in the center of the picture, just under the surface. /// excellent poetic expression

And after looking long enough you have seen me. In a tattered, checker red and white dress and on my small feet, what we're once black and white shoes. I do not now know what became of my mother's lost photograph.

but if you look long enough eventually you will see me.) strange but fine of a poem. tony

'the effect of water on light is a distortion' The whole poem is a distortion and an illusion turned to an irony view of the poet's image. Is

I am in the lake! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

One of the best poems of Margaret Atwood......

Every Atwood poem has a line or several that just get under my skin in a good way; here it's 'and, to the right, halfway up/what ought to be a gentle/slope, '. Another example would be from 'Younger Sister Going Swimming' with ' no one comes by in a motorboat' I love how lines such as these play with my mind and my reality.

I love Atwood's poetry and prose work. While her original intent in writing 'This Is a Photograph of Me' was perhaps (I haven't read her comments or any other exegesis) to express the suppression and negation of women, reading it just now reminded me that she speaks for everyone—anyone, regardless of gender or age, who has felt negation, who has felt erased by the world, can respond on a gut level to this poem.

In her regular line of feminist writing, Atwood is once again declaring the low importance placed by society on females. The speaker feels suppressed, pushed beneath the surface, not really seen but always there. Never noticed yet always present is the way Atwood describes women’s role in a prominently male society.