Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes had a bad marriage, and were probably both rather difficult people. I don’t know. I do know that I love their poetry, and reread both their work often. Hughes’ last collection, Birthday Letter, might not be his best, but it’s impossible for me to resist. As a commentary on Plath’s life and poetry, I don’t like it, because it seems to simplify and reduce her work, but as a collection of poems in its own right, I adore it. Birthday […]
You’re Incomparable Like a… Like a…
If I had to summarize my feelings for this book in one sentence, it would read something like, “This is so silly, but I love it!” In all honesty, I don’t know why I had never heard of Bo Burnham until recently, and I must say that although he is a little ridiculous and random, I find his brand of comedy to be extremely amusing. Egghead: Or, You Can’t Survive on Ideas Alone is a short book of poems with accompanying drawings by Chance Bone; the […]
I’m glad I got SOMETHING out of that Eastern European Lit class…
In which Siege revisits the work of a college favorite and appreciates some poetry like a damn lit major.