Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Poetry Tuesday: "Mirror" by Sylvia Plath


Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike
I am not cruel, only truthful –
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me.
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

42 comments:

slommler said...

Wow! Powerful poem!
Hugs
SueAnn

Jane said...

This is really great, thanks for sharing

Jane

Jane said...

This is really great, thanks for sharing

Jane

Ann said...

What a great poem. Loved the line "I am not cruel, only truthful"

Copyboy said...

The lake / reflection is my favorite part.

baygirl32 said...

my fav part, "I am not cruel, only thoughtful" and the picture of course

Madi and Mom said...

Morning BB!!
How are you today? We so enjoyed this beautiful poem thank you for sharing it with us...Mom loves reflections.
Madi and Mom

Leah J. Utas said...

Oh, yeah. "not cruel, only truthful." Very powerful.

Joe Cap said...

Wow, that's one big honking fish!

Momma Fargo said...

Big fish, big poem!

Kazzy said...

Coolness! Thanks so much.

Susan Deborah said...

Plath's poems always unsettle me. Plath's suicidal tendencies faintly colour her work, I reckon.

But inspite of that, I liked the line: "I am not cruel, only truthful."

Joy always,
Susan

P. S: What fish is that?

Out on the prairie said...

Is that your koi pic? Nice idea.

Joey @ Big Teeth and Clouds said...

Geez Betty. A terrible fish? It's not going to be that bad is it? I'll get rid of that mirror. I will.

Betty Manousos @ CUT AND DRY said...

What a beautiful and inspiring poem!

Have a great day!

B xx

Old Kitty said...

What an amazing poem and poet! I like the predatory but objective nature of this mirror - I could read it as an object or one that reflects one's soul.

Thank you BB!

Take care
x

Baby Sister said...

Oh wow I love that one!! Thanks!! :D

KLZ said...

Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.

I love that line. And think it mirrors my own eating habits a little too closely.

Flartus said...

Beautiful picture; perfect for the poem.

Brian said...

The reflections were beautiful!

Jenn said...

I enjoy Plath's choice of words here. Thanks for something to think about. You always bring good poetry!

scrapwordsmom said...

Betty,

I have been thinking non stop about your guest post on Leanne's Blog from last Friday. I want to sincerely THANK YOU for your post. I am catching myself start to nag my kids on the way to school then I stop and insert something sweet and uplifting. It is truly making a difference. You may have just changed my life...as I did it yesterday with my own Mom. Instead of being the bratty daughter I can be I was kind and thoughtful and loving and really listened to her concerns of the day...it made all the difference for both of us!!! You are great!!!:)

Leslie

(I am now putting your button on my blog;))

Jingle said...

Brilliant piece. well done!
love the image!

Andrea said...

Haven't read much of Plath - such haunting words from such a haunted person. Beautiful - I hope you realize that your reflection is not the "old woman" rising! Your the great mom/lady chick checkin' it out every morning (makin' sure it's still there!). LOL! As long as the fish doesn't show up in your mirror - you're ok. Thanks for sharing this.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Really nice!

Marlene said...

I miss my fish pond. *sigh*

Pat Tillett said...

That was a great poem BB. Life is like that.
also, a nice photo...

Julie said...

Hmmm...trying to decide how this one makes me feel!!

Ren- Lady Of The Arts said...

Lovely- I like it when fellow bloggers post poems- it reminds me to read them.

Bell Jar is one of my favorite books.

RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

Very nice, Betty, though I do believe mirrors are cruel sometimes.
xoRobyn

Shannon O'Donnell said...

I love this poem. I used to teach it every year to sophomore honors students. So powerful! :-)

Theresa Milstein said...

I've been meaning to read Sylvia Plath. Thanks for the introduction. Now I'm eager to read more!

A girl needs 2 Talk said...

Stunning poem!! Wow! I read that and am tempted to copy paste it somewhere. So impressive and true!

Linda said...

Very very nice. Oh so powerful.

Vodka Logic said...

I must read more of her writing..thanks

The Chicken's Consigliere said...

Hi BB. I always wonder what poets are thinking about when they write poems that are so intriguing but not obvious. I always feel like there is a story and it is somewhere there in code.

Sarah said...

I love koi. They're beautiful, not terrible. Mirror though, is getting too truthful to me nowadays.

faye said...

A great way to start the day..
wonderful poem.

Maggie said...

I love Sylvia Plath. Thanks for sharing this!

The Empress said...

Sylvia Plath and I have quite a relationship. I run from her b/c she knows me so well.

Yet, I seek her, for the very same reason.

Thank you for this reminder.

Tracy said...

Poor Slyvia Plath. If only Freud could have convinced her that sometimes a fish is just a fish.

Poetic Shutterbug said...

Bossy, Plath was the mistress of imagery. Very few poets out there these days can match what she accomplished, (except of course, for me) :) Love your new header BTW.