Plath’s Imago

I came across a challenge on Rach Writes and thought it was fun to be a part of…..here’s the challenge:

Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should:

  • include the word “imago” in the title
  • include the following 4 random words: “miasma,” “lacuna,” “oscitate,” “synchronicity,”

If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional and included in the word count), make reference to a mirror in your post.

For those who want an even greater challenge (optional), make your post 200 words EXACTLY!


How difficult is that? Mind-boggling….but good fun. I thought I would write about Plath, a poet I love. So here’s 200 words including the title.

Plath’s Imago

The mirror according to Plath

Could be a liar with her eyes on the truth.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the fulcrum of you?

Look.

Who is the agony and the ecstasy,

The beginning and the death,

The lacuna that can not be filled,

The foreboding that weighs hard

Miasma like- a smiling skull,

Father?

But you were buried long ago

By disease, by time.

Memory you are a vault for the sick,

You fill me with grim, with grime,

So she writes Tulips for release

So she writes Daddy to exorcise.

It is alive, yesterday.

It always is.

The stubborn stain

That scrubbing can not destroy.

The past, the friend who really stabs

You in the back

All the time.

The therapists told her to talk it out,

They electrified, turned her mind static,

Wiped out little rooms in her brain,

Vacuum cleaners clearing dust

Deceiving.

Isn’t cleaning an act of foolery?

Clean the cupboards and the shelves,

Wipe the windows and the doors,

Clear the fridge, hang out the rugs,

Can houses ever be cleaned?

Can emotions ever be quelled?

She oscitates in the blasting fumes,

Her open mouth a repository

Of tangled synchronicity.

 

© neelthemuse,2011

23 thoughts on “Plath’s Imago Leave a comment

  1. Sylvia Plath was such a tortured soul. Your poem catches the tragedy of her life quite well. Good luck on the contest.

    I’m #117 if you’re interested in taking a look.

  2. Pure art. Need I say more? I’m nothing of a poet. At all. But that was a very deep piece. Lots of meaning can be taken from it. The question is, where to begin?

    Great job! 🙂

  3. Wow, that is just beautiful. I am in awe of anyone who can write poetry, and to use the challenge words so seamlessly is just great.
    Mine is #3.

  4. Very interesting poem and tribute to Plath. You can see that you love and know her work and parts of this have a Plath-like quality.

  5. Very biased opinion here because my daughter Neelthemuse( why ever did she put that name when we gave her a great name!!) can do no wrong!! My wife & myself used to watch her in her teens reading her poems to trees!! One of her quirks is to read Plath to her twin six year old automobile crazy sons when they refuse to eat – they are the least interested.Then she says,”I am reading one of the greatest poets of our time to you and you two don’t care. Poor woman she committed suicide” The twins perk up on hearing that and say,”Was her car so bad?”.

  6. You did a great job on this challenge–your poetry reads so smoothly. I enjoyed the tangible descriptions you gave. Great job!

    #189

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