As I am reading through Sylvia Plath’s collection of poems
in the book Ariel, I am finding a lot
of similarities between Plath and the famous Lewis Carroll. The words they choose
and the gibberish rhythm that accompanies their poetry is captivating. Though Plath’s
motives clearer than Carroll’s, I still find them almost intertwined. I can’t
really explain it, but I recommend the reading to you. It’s a little dark, as
this selection of poetry was written towards the end of Sylvia Plath’s life
just before she committed suicide. (Ya, sorry for that dismal bit, but it
really is lovely poetry).
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My feelings towards these poems makes me think of a quote by
the clever Lemony Snicket (author of The
Series of Unfortunate Events).
If you've never taken the time to read poetry, I am sorry for you. It is one of the most amazing experiences one could have. It fills you with such majesty, and it makes you feel painfully smarter than the average bear if you know what I mean.
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