' I am Vertical' by Sylvia Plath is a narration of a speaker's internal desperation for true beauty and a worthy function within the world. The poem begins with the speaker stating that she is "vertical" and would like to be "horizontal" instead. One comes to the conclusion later that this position allows her to communicate with the "sky." I Am Vertical by Sylvia Plath - Famous poems, famous poets. - All Poetry I Am Vertical But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
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I Am Vertical Lyrics But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the. "I Am Vertical" is one of Sylvia Plath's late poems, available in the collection Crossing the Water (1971). It was published posthumously by her husband Ted Hughes. The poem echoes Plath's thoughts, her wish to feel wanted, and her need to find a purpose. Through this piece, readers witness the poetic voice comparing herself with natural objects. But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal And a flower-head not tall, but. I Am Vertical by Sylvia Plath - Meaning, Themes, Analysis and Literary Devices - American Poems I Am Vertical But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
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A film interpretation of Sylvia Plath's poem, created for an English class asignment.Directed, filmed, and edited by Casey DennisonStarring Angela Yu A visual representation of Sylvia Plath's "I Am Vertical"Read/filmed/edited by Alice Jo Plath uses a variety of devices in her poem "I Am Vertical." To begin, here is the second stanza of the poem: Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and flowers have been. "I am Vertical" is a short poem consisting of five quatrains. The poem explores the speaker's contemplation of their own existence, juxtaposing the mundane aspects of life with the inevitability of death. Through vivid imagery and evocative language, Plath invites readers to reflect on the transient nature of human life. 2.1 Structure of the Poem
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I am Vertical by Sylvia Plath But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal A reading of this poem
I am vertical: living with a sitting disability. Not long ago, a friend told me excitedly that she had met a woman who, like me, couldn't sit down because of a medical condition. 'I'd noticed her standing up at the back of the room during a workshop,' she told me. 'I went up to her and asked if the problem was her back. I Am Vertical, by Sylvia Plath | Poeticous: poems, essays, and short stories I Am Vertical But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
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I Am Vertical by Sylvia Plath But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. I am vertical. But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil. Sucking up minerals and motherly love. So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed. Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
