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Silent-No-More
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Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 05:48:44 PM in AEST
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“Since she died my mother has been dissected, analyzed, reinterpreted, reinvented, fictionalized, and in some cases completely fabricated. It comes down to this: Her own words describe her best, her ever-changing moods defining the way she viewed her world and the manner in which she pinned down her subjects with a merciless eye.
~ excerpt from Frieda Hughes’ forward in The Restored Edition of Ariel ( A Facsimile of Plath’s Manuscript, Reinstating Her Original Selection and Arrangement) ~
She’s put back what he took from her
(more than once she has)
She honored her as she deserved
And I, for one, am glad
I understand how immense it was
(and exactly why she would)
But we’ll never know why she did
And how I wish we could
She walks the same line her mother did
(she does not walk there all alone)
I think she may understand me then
I sense it in her tone
There’s too much handling going on
(Something has been lost)
They altered her – it’s altered me
We’ve yet to learn the cost
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(12/23/04) Author's Note: This is.... fluff. Light and whimpy and nowhere near what I had in mind when I sat down to write. I barely scratched the surface here.
the_Ghost_Moth: Yes, yes... you're so right. I agree completely. Thanks for your candor.
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Re: Restored
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 05:57:18 PM AEST
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| No one describes a poet better than that poet themselves. Applause, SNM! |
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by autumngreeneyes on
Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 06:05:38 PM AEST
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| I always wonder when someone comments on a poem..after the poet had died..how they know what the poet meant..unless the words are straight forward.. I've always wondered that. I've always wondered who decides which wines are good .. who's crazy..what defines insanity..I love your write. |
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by Jenni_K on
Wednesday, 22nd December 2004 @ 09:33:08 PM AEST
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Lovely write, Silent.....interesting too...
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 05:16:39 AM AEST
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Interesting. Dead poets are all the rage, aren't they?
Keep writing, SNM. |
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by pixie on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 10:08:12 AM AEST
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mmm intresting and very well written my friend *hugs*
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 05:53:29 PM AEST
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We are all so lucky that she was able to find her mothers original manuscripts. I was surprised that the husband had not thrown them out after altering them.
You do Plath and her daughter justice with this piece...she would be honored to have known you. |
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by Willofree on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 06:26:36 PM AEST
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I got the impression that this may be a work in transition. Poetry, to me, is beginning to look like it is always in a state of transition; and a poem is simply a moment captured in time.
Very good write
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by the_Ghost_Moth on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 06:38:15 PM AEST
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I don't know.
I think you can do better.
I know what you are saying
and trying to capture,
but the end seems too
melodramatic
rather than thoughtfull
and sympathetic.
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Re: Restored
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by Rakerman1999 on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 06:39:43 PM AEST
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well I will show my ignorance and say I dont know who you are refering to...lol
But that doesnt stop this from being a very powerful write with a strong message.
Very well done
Roses
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Re: Restored
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by reflections on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 01:11:49 PM AEST
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In the overall picture, what difference what the writer originally meant? If a word, a verse, or a single thought turns a key in the heart of the reader, and that single person achieves something in addition to that which was present before the reading . . . the writer has accomplished the poets goal. To create, to touch, to remind, some lucky person of a moment lost, but now remembered. This piece, that you consider insignificant, and not your best, either has (or maybe will) rise to that occasion. With every twink, or rewrite, the same scenario is set into motion all over again, time after time, after time.
Your best, your worst, your most difficult to understand, will touch someone, somewhere.
Poetry is therapeutic.
Cheers
John
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by reflections on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 01:13:16 PM AEST
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In the overall picture, what difference what the writer originally meant? If a word, a verse, or a single thought turns a key in the heart of the reader, and that single person achieves something in addition to that which was present before the reading . . . the writer has accomplished the poets goal. To create, to touch, to remind, some lucky person of a moment lost, but now remembered. This piece, that you consider insignificant, and not your best, either has (or maybe will) rise to that occasion. With every twink, or rewrite, the same scenario is set into motion all over again, time after time, after time.
Your best, your worst, your most difficult to understand, will touch someone, somewhere.
Poetry is therapeutic.
Cheers
John
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Re: Restored
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by UnlovedChild on
Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 04:28:24 PM AEST
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| A very good write. |
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by emystar on
Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 02:14:25 AM AEST
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Intersting thoughts.
huggs,
emy |
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