07-20-2011, 11:01 AM
Thank you for the feedback and the heads up on the spelling mistake Bilbo. For me this poem is more about how I perceive Plath than who Plath might in reality have been. To quote Anne Sexton: "it doesn't matter who my father was; what matters is who I remember he was". This is kind of like the other half of my other Plath poem "For Sylvia Plath". Whereas the latter was all about Plath, the former is about how I think of Plath. Thanks again for the feedback and kind words.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe