Sylvia Plath

(October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963 / Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts)

Full Fathom Five - Poem by Sylvia Plath


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  • Rookie Patty Harden (1/21/2008 12:38:00 AM)

    This poem is a little bit difficult to interpret. I believe she is using fathom in terms of the nautical measurement, since I can ascertain the rest of the piece is describing the qualities of the ocean. I am quite fond of the last verse 'Your shelled bed I remember, Father, this thick air is murderous. I would breathe water' It is almost like the ocean, being a metaphor for her Father, with the sandy bottom being the last thing she remembers, and with water being the air, suffocates her. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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