Recently, my English class has read and annotated the poem Metaphors written by Sylvia Plath. I am a self-proclaimed poetry hater. Nevertheless, something about this poem was distinct. I was intrigued and thoroughly impressed. Every word had a profound and resonant significance. Reading the poem was challenging and insightful. If you are unfamiliar with the poem, it discusses the inner emotions of Sylvia amidst her pregnancy. With astonishing skill, Sylvia carries the poem of nine lines, each containing nine syllables, symbolizing the nine months of pregnancy. Additionally, she utilizes analogies depicting value and size to further establish symbolism. The poem is connected in bizarre and incredible ways but concludes by conveying a meticulous notion.

The artist behind this admirable work is Sylvia Plath. Sylvia Path was an American poet recognized for her profound poetry. Sylvia Plath’s writing left an everlasting impact on the world and poetry. Her writing highlighted feelings of loneliness and self-reflection. Unfortunately, Sylvia never adopted her fame as her poetry began to succeed after her death. Sylvia’s immense struggle and depression was evident in her writing. In 1963, Sylvia died due to self-inflicted carbon monoxide poisoning. Before her death, Sylvia married and bore children with fellow poet Ted Hughes. Ted Hughes was not an honorable nor suitable husband to Sylvia. Conspiracies have been made that he was a major motive for her suicide.  Despite her mental health struggles Sylvia was remembered as a loving and caring mother. Today we honor Sylvia and her work.