Hi, this is my first post here and I'm currently trying to choose my related text for AOS, (just started HSC course, I'm in pathways) - I really love the poetry of Sylvia Plath and could use some help really fleshing out the ideas surrounding discovery in the poem 'Cut' - I've read it a bunch of times and have exhausted online resources but just need to some fresh perspectives from you smart people.
Thankyou!!
The poem -
For Susan O'Neill Roe
What a thrill ---
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of a hinge
Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.
Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
Carpet rolls
Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
Of pink fizz.
A celebration, this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one.
Whose side are they on?
O my
Homunculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to kill
The thin
Papery feeling.
Saboteur,
Kamikaze man ---
The stain on your
Gauze Ku Klux Klan
Babushka
Darkens and tarnishes and when
The balled
Pulp of your heart
Confronts its small
Mill of silence
How you jump ---
Trepanned veteran,
Dirty girl,
Thumb stump.