Poetry from Patrick Sweeney

come see the skinny-necked sparrow leaving tracks in the snow

Nijinsky brought his own moonlight

and everything else 

was papier-mâché

a caterpillar curled up on the grain of firewood

she tested the strength of the bleach on the tip of her tongue

how the picture of his mother became a mirror for fixing her hair

a congested bear on tv hawking honey-flavored cough syrup

taking turns telling me why I need a Titanium phone

there for her first pickled onion

remembering the birthdays of the dead

it was the strawberries in the shortcake he didn’t like

Poetry from J.J. Campbell

Middle aged white man with a beard standing in a bedroom with posters on the walls
J.J. Campbell

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the breakfast of a champion

leftovers and

christmas cookies

the breakfast

of a champion

how much liquor

in the coffee this

morning

whatever it takes

to avoid the inevitable

chasing death like

a whore in church

that dark haired vixen

of the teenage years

imagine if she would

have said yes and all

this bullshit would

have never happened

imagine if you were

actually someone

worth saying yes

to

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a visit to the doctor before a snowstorm

blood pressure of

someone in perfect

health

blood sugar of

someone that will

be dead in a few

months

more scratches of

the head than i have

seen in years

but as always

what designer drug

will the insurance

pay for

i guess the pain

can wait

i suppose all this

booze is here for

a reason

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flirting with disaster

one of these nights

one of these drinks

will probably kill

me

i feel like i am an

expert at flirting

with disaster

a quick tongue

will get you

places in these

sordid circles

she does believe

we are going to

spend forever

in harmony

i hate to break

it to her

but the chances

of that happening

are even worse

than my impending

doom

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just a few inches

snow on the way

now the panic

will set in

long lines for

gas and groceries

jesus christ

just a few inches

some stupid fuck

will ask where

the hell is global

warming now

this is when i

would love to

grab him and

tell him about

the good ole’

days of four

fucking seasons

instead of just

hot and cold

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into something beautiful

and here comes

this angel willing

to grab me by the

throat and drag me

into this century

of course, as much

as i want to believe

she has my best

interests in mind

this fucking wall

i have been building

won’t allow my

complete belief to

grow into something

beautiful

this is where the

distance apart

is my friend

allows me many

miles to get my

split brain back

into one

i hope those stunning

eyes meet me on some

edge of the world

and we both decide

to fucking jump

J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is a 3 time Best of the Net nominee and a recent Pushcart Prize nominee. He’s been recently published at The Beatnik Cowboy, The Dope Fiend Daily, Disturb the Universe Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash and Yellow Mama. He is currently working on a yet to be titled book of new poems. You can find him most of the time on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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Poetry from Ilhomova Mohichehra

I have no father! 

Even though I was a man, he smiled,

The most sincere person in the world.

Although I was stubborn, he thought of me,

You are my one and only father.

Sometimes I hurt you,

I put it down to manhood and youth.

Even then, the person who looked at my heart,

You are my one piece, my world, dad.

Sometimes we didn’t sleep because of the chaos.

You were tired, but we did not stay silent.

Anyway, a man who can’t stop loving

My father is a hero in my personal world.

You are my greatest happiness in the world,

I walk in your shadow, wealth is my throne.

You are the reason I click the steps chart,

My respect is endless, my country is my father!

Essay from Z.I. Mahmud (one of several)

Sylvia Plath’s Lady Lazarus and Daddy

Examine close reading of Sylvia Plath’s poems “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” with critical perspectives and textual references in association with the thesis statement that “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” both rebel coercion confinement of patriarchy and misogyny.

(Image of Sylvia Plath, young white woman with brown hair and eyes, yellow v-neck sweater, red lipstick and a headband)

Examine close reading of Sylvia Plath’s poems “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” with critical perspectives and textual references in association with the thesis statement that “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” both rebel coercion and confinement of patriarchy and misogyny.

Sylvia Plath’s “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” are conical works of transcendentalist American feminism posthumously anthologized in the poetry collection Ariel in 1965. American poetesses’ egotistical individuality and romanticist fantasy of selfhood quest crusading the forces of sublimity is universally foreshadowed by the phenomenal poems. Gloom and doom, dark humour and black humour engender the motifs of revenge and memory through mythologization, poeticization, psychologization, romanticization and/or fantasization in these quasi-confessional and quasi autobiographical elegies.

“Lady Lazarus” is a vindication of the temptation of fate as implied in the poetical rhetorics: “Herr God, Herr Lucifer”/ “Beware/ Beware”. Epiphanic voice of the romanticist egomaniacal heroine of femininity is reflected in the biblical figuration of the transformative poetess. The resurrectionist figuration is an avenging phoenix that transcends the contemporary recalcitrant barriers of race, class, ethnicity, gender, nationality and culture[al] stereotyp[ical]es expectations of the hackneyed microcosm. This overarching feminist emancipation salvages herself by historicizing in the hyperbolic figurative tropes foreshadowing: “Out of the ash/ I rise with my red hair/ And I eat men like air.” Etherealism and surrealism surmounts in the reincarnation and resurrection impresarios of “Lady Lazarus”.

On the contrary, “Daddy” was merely the first jet of flames from a literary dragon, who in the last years of her life breathed a burning river of bale across the literary landscape. “Daddy” is a subversive indictment of overarching feminism harbouring cantankerousness and obstreperousness against patriarchal dominance. “Daddy, daddy, you bastard. I’m through…” is the culmination of a matriarchal feminist stance of the woman poet in accord with the second and third wave of feminism epochs. American poetess Sylvia Plath’s invocation of fascism and nazism is entwined in the impresario that she envisions witnessing renderings of holocaust Nazi cremation of the extermination in concentration camps and the associated violence and trauma of survivialhood. This documentary testament bears antisemitism as projected by the figurative tropes: “my skin/bright as a Nazi lampshade” and “my face…/… Jewish linen”. 

Quintessential poetry of the grotesquery of suffering and vulnerability are starkly evident in both the poems. In comparison, both of these poems are embodiments of empowered femininity through canonical works of women writing. “Lady Lazarus” fictional character and poetic personae reawakens and resurrects the graveyard tombed femininity in avenging the suicidal despair—-”It’s a theatrical comeback in broadway” echoes and resonates the revenge fantasy of impulsive and ironwilled “Lady Lazarus’s” femininity—a noteworthy exploration of second and third wave feminism. In contrast, “Daddy” disempowers patriarchal subjectivity of the object of male gaze, which views womanhood and femininity as commodities of objectification and fetishization.

“And a head in the freakish Atlantic/ Where it pours bean-green over blue/ In the waters of the beautiful Nauset”. Elegiac diatribe imperils the fatherly figure’s imperious and domineering spirits: closure of relationship; association to racism of antisemitism: furtherance to the testament of burgeoning and full fledged feminist movements. In a nutshell, “Daddy” is a melodramatic treasure hunt of communion of torture, trauma, massacre, sacrifical martyrdom and survivalist victimhood. Cultural appropriation of the imaginary Plathian canonical homeland casts a role as the subversive counter cultural feminine speaking back to the dominant masculinist authoritarianism and hegemony. Moreover, obituary and elegy of the electra complex critiquing the fascist vampiric perpetrator’s predatoriness as morbidly entrenched within the masculinist domain. Perceptive subjectivity of being deported to the Holocaust concentration camp is envisioned and foretold by the metaphors of apocalyptic gloom and doom as embodied by the wretchedness and viciousness of fathers and husbands in general. Despite the heritage of the dictatorial regime and patriarchal misogyny, “Every woman adores a fascist” … “And get back, back, back to you.” 

“Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” voices puritanical spirits of protest against rigidified and terroristic visions of male power and masculinist authority. These poems canonize themselves as transgressive dialects transforming invisibility to visibility and private as public. 

Further Reading, References, Endnotes and Podcasts

Stripped Cover Lit Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath Poetry Discussion: Summary, Analysis, Interpretation, Review

A Lecture on Sylvia Plath’s “Lady Lazarus” and “Daddy” John Pistelli

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Daddy by Sylvia Plath Summary, Analysis, Themes, Review Stripped Cover Lit 14K subscribers

American Literature | Sylvia Plath: analysis of “Daddy” | Poem analysis Ad Maiora

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Review – Lady Lazarus (Sylvia Plath) – Patron Poem

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Sylvia Plath, Cliffs Notes on American Poets of the 20th Century Mary Ellen Snodgrass, M.A. University of North Carolina, Greensboro, Lincoln, Nebraska, pp. 211-217, 2000.

“Daddy” Jacqueline Rose, Bloom’s Modern Critical Views: Sylvia Plath (2007), Bloom’s Literary Criticism, pp. 38-51

Chapter Title: Plath’s Bodily Ego Restaging the Sublime, Book Title: Women Poets and the American Sublime, Joanne Feit Diehl, Indiana University Press (1990) pp. 1-32

Wikipedia Readings

Chimezie Ihekuna’s One Man’s Deep Words

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