Sylvia Plath’s “Mirror”: How a Woman Matures

The sylvian poem "mirror" is about her traveling to find women matured over time, their own mirrors to witness their aging, and find themselves. Mirror is a vivid depiction of women's lives through highly reliable letters, mirrors. On the journeys she needs, she faced obstacles like herself and time. In the mismatch of life, the mirror is the only person to show her without hiding her truth, even though she might not want to face reality. This poem represents the concept of beauty by the bystanders.

The central theme of these two poems is old age. Sylvia Plath and Jenny Joseph introduced their lifelong ideas through poetry mirrors and warnings. Sylvia Plath and Jenny Joseph have expressed their views on their later years through poetry of "Mirror" and "Warning". The intentions of Sylvia Plath and Jenny Joseph are different. The information they want to tell us is different. Jenny Joseph warned the elderly through warnings and Silvia Plath and made the elderly wearing lenses a terrible sound.

There is no doubt that feminism is one of the themes of her poetry. In the next article I will also describe Sylvia Plath's feminist writing style, especially her poetry - The Mirror. As an ambitious female writer, Sylvia Plath lives in an era when women play a role in a male-led society. I feel that she is imprisoned in this society. Styling that brought her artistic continuity and its relevance to society may be attributed to many factors and techniques common to her poetry (SAT, 2008).

While reading this article, I have been thinking about "mirror" which is a poem by Silvia Plus. There the mirror depicts the habit of her nervous master. "Look for women looking bent on me or my goals," said the mirror. "In me, an old woman comes to her like a terrible fish everyday." Foa compared the traumatic memory with a book you can not stop reading. I remembered the mirror of Plath - it was a lake. I remembered a veil of calm water that provided a smooth veil on the hearts of the worst people. Occasionally there will be fear, shame, sadness on the surface. Then it sank. But those drowning water and terrible fish are not mere obstacles to wandering - they are part of people; they live in her mirror. Regardless of whether there is a posttraumatic stress disorder, I express my condolences in such a way as to eliminate sadness and make a stupid thing we want.