Thursday, October 31, 2013
The disquieting muses-sylvia plath
In this poem I am seeing really how muses are her dislike and rejection of all things related to her mother. She wrote, "Mother, you sent me to piano lessons and praised my arabesque and trills although each teacher found my touch oddly wooden in spite of scales. And the hours of practicing, my ear tone deaf and yes, unteachable. I learned, I learned, I learned elsewhere. From muses unhired by you, dear mother." She is saying although you tried making me into a proper lady with piano lessons and singing, I have learned from other muses who I found myself. She dislikes the idea that she had to be given people to look up to instead of finding her own.
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I definitely saw that in this poem. I remember being at that age where I couldn't take my mother forcing me to play the cello or play basketball, when I wanted to play other sports and maybe try my hand at something else. I think that our mothers try to look out for us so much that they don't know how to pull away sometimes. I really like how in the quote you used she says "I learned, I learned, I learned" with the commas acting as a pause. It shows how mad she is towards her mother because her mother doesn't understand that she is still her daughter despite their differing interests.
ReplyDeleteI had to read this poem a few times to really understand it, and you have put it in better words then I would have. Reading over her Bio again also says that her goal in her poems on one hand "to be a women famous among women" and on the other hand she insisted "being born a woman is my awful tragedy" So this poem really shows she her life was a tragedy because she wasn't able to find her own way, and most of this was because of her mother who also gave her life which she isn't always happy with. I like the way you
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