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Comment 7 of 15, added on November 3rd, 2011 at 4:02 PM.
A Birthday Present; the subject of Birthday Letters
This poem to me is about needing the truth, and the veil is the deception
the truth hides behind. More poignantly, Plath is desperate for her
husband, Hughes, to tell her the truth. His actions then and with other
women subsequent to Plaths death reveal a shifty character with a habitual
leaning towards deceptiveness. His widow Carol had to suffer the
indignities of his affairs with Jill Barber, Emma Tennant and others. Even
from his mistresses he hid other mistresses and was endlessly creative with
his subterfuge. This trait to operate surreptitiously must have been
unbearable to Plath and she felt, as expressed in the poem that he was
killing not only what was left of their relationship but also killing,
squeezing the joy out of her very existence. She writes:
"Is it impossible for you to let something go and have it go whole? Must
you stamp each piece purple. Must you kill what you can?"
"If you only knew how the veils were killing my days."
This is a clear cry for clarity and Hughes gave it to her in "Birthday
Letters," about thirty five years too late.
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Comment 6 of 15, added on April 12th, 2011 at 1:08 PM.
I thought this poem was about death and the afterlife. I only just found
out about this poet but I love her work immensely and now she is one of my
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