Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with color and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose name you meditate —
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Little
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
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"Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing." think that this, replying on the former comment, has nothing to do with eyes but all how children look upon their world. And if that is not understood one doesn't get the information that is spelled in this poem. (btw Rhyming???) -
"Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing."
They say that Sylvia was very meticulous when it came to her poetry. They say that she would scrutinize her word choices and analyze her poems for quite some time. Knowing this, when I read her poety, I often wonder why she chose certain wordings and certain little bizarre things I find. I wonder why she chose to say "eye" instead of "eyes," which seems much more logical.
I hate the third line, it irks me to a great degree. I hate that she rhymes "zoo" with "new." I don't know why. it just REALLY bothers me.
This is a cute poem. I like it, but Ms. Plath was not known to write "cute" poems, and I definitely don't think it's her greatest. Nevertheless, not every amazing poet has to write an amazing poem every time she puts her pen to paper. It's very childlike, and I think that's what she was trying to portray. So, it does the job. -
I absolutely love this poem. It is perfect when read aloud too. It rolls so smoothly off the tongue. I memorized this poem while I was pregnant. And now sometimes I recall it to my daughter, though most of the time I mix up the lines and usually have to add my own in there somewhere to tie it up. This is just beautiful though.
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Hmm I thought this poem was kinda wierd.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Edited on Nov 05, 11:10 because 'too many hmm's'. -
this is my favorite poem. it's subtle and mirrors the brevity of childhood and our inability to hold to anything really beautiful in life. i wish i could speak from a mother's point of view because i feel that i'm missing so much from my inexperience but what i do understand is how plath is using diction to relay her feelings of hoplessness in teaching her children the beauties of the world since she feels that there is little to offer.
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This was quite charming, a thought about how the earnestness and innocence of a child's eye seems to wipe out for a moment the trials and struggles adulthood seem to pose at times, and the youngster's gaze turns darkness to light as the mother/father contemplates in awe of beauty the never-ending curiosity and transparency of a beloved son or daughter... ~Juan Anguas
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