Poetry of Sylvia Plath to aspire.

https://youtu.be/CqIhR4QIweQ To me her poetry is someone so intimate with her own experience that even dull experiences have beauty romance and nuance. The natural layers of experience naturally have layered application because existence itself is layered and so good poetry like hers caused me to fall in love with life and aspire in my own way to reach that same level of intimacy with life itself. I fell in love with ber because of that. For the first few years I had to learn how to write and to avoid bad writing by rewriting and refining but now and people have witnessed this Ive written perfect poetry in like 15 minutes or even in a space of 30-90 seconds when im focused. I still have to rewrite sometimes because im still human but there is a level of poetic perfect consciousness that has that immediate practiced perfection. Its a type of God consciousness that is perfect and logical that isnt possession as much as its simply being possessed by a type of perfection of life. From Sylvia I learned from experience how devotion to a partner whole heartedly into the ideal of a person ive been able to reach my own ideal while protecting myself from dissolutionment. If someone is incompatible with me doesnt rob me of being able to aspire to the ideal of that person's best version of themselves to enrich who i already am. Everything in someone is only a part of the logic of me anyway if that person's logic is available to me and in that possession doesnt exist because every ideal is only a part of the grrater foundation of a complete person. No ideal is incompatible with another. There are no incoherent ideals, only incoherent people. In Ted Hughes my hypothesis is she blamed the divine ideal for robbing Ted of his humanity and in her perfect poetic humanity went to war against divine Ted to restore human Ted. The after affect of that isolated him from poetry sadly but made him into a good father and family man. In my own heartbreak I went against some of the divine aspects of God to restore God's humanity by celebrating my own common experiences and pain and love in such a manner as to make the divine irrelevant because common experiences are divine in themselves. And yet eventually i found i fell in love with some divine aspects and eventually included goddesses out of compassion so that my anger never excluded people or gods for the sake of worshipping principles too much at the expense of my principles. My own critique of Sylvia's poetry is something she made herself. Her work as toi focused on making a name for herself and not enough of just being enfatuated with self chosen experiences. Her misery seemed chosen for her and so my poetry has a more masculine tone I hope translates into me chosing my own experiences in an ethical and responsible manner. If my personal poetry has a thesis itsthet root of evil is to have others choose your experiences for you and that poetry is a doorway to a self lived life.