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Comment 5 of 9, added on December 24th, 2010 at 1:55 PM.
i think tihs is a poem of sylvia plath about her creativity where she know
the power of her poetry tht
I think this is a poetry of sylvia plath about her creative power of her
poetry, that will govern for long years. And she is discovering herself in
Comment 4 of 9, added on July 27th, 2010 at 8:37 AM.
my english exam
hi. i'm writting a english exam on Wednesday and one of the poems are
Words.we never analysed it in class, so i don't really understand what the
poem is about. If anybody knows, please reply.
krisnaels from South Africa
Comment 3 of 9, added on February 13th, 2009 at 8:38 PM.
At my high school, we've been studying a unit which examines how postwar
composers- Plath, Heller and Beckett- dealt with the implications of World
War Two, the atom bomb, a changing world, the hopes of the new era etc. In
that light, you could interpret this poem as being a cynical statement by
Plath that words- i.e. diplomacy, politics, statements of hope and
optimism- are really meaningless. It's a bit harder to draw parallels with
the unit than some of her other poems, I guess.
Tom from Australia
Comment 2 of 9, added on March 25th, 2005 at 10:48 AM.
I've read that this poem was written after Sylvia Plath heard the news, via
words in a phone call from a friend, of Ted Hughes' infidelity. I'd like
to see more formal research on this poem online but am having a hard time
JG from United States
Comment 1 of 9, added on January 19th, 2005 at 7:24 PM.
At first one is taken back by the extreme difference between the title:
Words and the first line of the work: Axes. But at times words can be like
axes, if they are used cruelly. One might assume that Sylvia was being
troubled by something who had said something cruel to her. She even goes as
far to compare words with Quartering in the last line of the first stanza.
The rings of the tree may be compared to how words effect us over and over
again. One might be hurt by words but the initial sting may last for quite
some time. The mirror that is trying to re-establish itself seems, in one
sense, to represent the effect harsh words have in breaking us up-into
pieces. Lastly, "the indefatigable hoof-taps"...what an incredible word
This poem is what caused me to be interested in her poetry and has given me
more respect for poetry as a whole. Thank you for reading my understanding
of this poem.
from United States