Sunday, November 9, 2008

Macaroni and plath

After reading "Daddy", I've come to an important conclusion: Slyvia Plath's poetry is like the school's macaroni. Every time I see either of these, it looks good so I try it. Then I can't stand it and vow never to deal with it again. But next time it comes around, I try it, because I'm convinced that this time, I'll like it. But oddly enough that time never comes.
Little Red

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

So the logical conclusion here is like people use the macaroni as a glue-like substance...Plath's poetry should be used to make some large paper mache hats and call it a day.

MS said...

Good call. I may incorporate that into my presentation.

MS said...

Goodness, I love your analogy.

MS said...

Thank you Murry-Uh. You've never heard my macaroni rant before?

Red-head with an attitude said...

You're analogy is excellent... only you could come up with that.