Their redness talks to my wound, it corresponds. And the intense imagery continues to invade the reader's sensibility in the fourth stanza. The tone of the poem starts out as depressed and bleak then changes into more dynamic and hopeful and the imagery more surreal: “the mouth of some great African cat”. I sense bitterness toward whoever gave them to her (probably her husband), because their associations and bright, blood-red color seem inappropriate to her. They shouldn’t be that way, it’s the wrong time of year for it. Sara Teasdale, Solitude By There is an example of alliteration in lines three and four with “learning” and “light lies” as well as “white walls”. The tulips should be behind bars like dangerous animals; They are opening like the mouth of some great African cat, And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me. Together we can build a wealth of information, but it will take some discipline and determination. on. The poem was written through her own view in a hospital room, where the reader is given an insight to the inner thoughts of a woman who has gone through a terrible ordeal, and the objects around her which influence her mentality. This allows her the opportunity to describe herself physically and mentally, as she sees herself in the window. For example, “quietly” and “these” in  lines three and four of the first stanza. This is a complex and disturbing image of familial relationships. The flower remindes her of her sexaul personna which in her case is cause of her physical pain becuase of a medical condition, I think this poem is significant to Syvia Plaths history, I think its her sucide note showing her fealings, sad poem, this poem is excellent im only 15 and im already intersted in this women, she is my role model!! Now the air snags and eddies round them the way a river. Subscribe to our mailing list and get new poetry analysis updates straight to your inbox. The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. i understand if you like her poetry..its pure genious but i dont think she should be your role model unless your goal in life is to be depressed and die. So it is impossible to tell how many there are. Tulips by Sylvia Plath Tulips, by Sylvia Plath seems to be a poetic expression of depression. The second stanza for example introduces the eye. They are opening like the mouth of some great African cat, They “turn to [her]”. Now the air snags and eddies round them the way a river    Note the word baggage, to be understood in the literal sense and also the figurative, the emotional baggage attached to things and people, in particular the family. Where once a day the light slowly widens and slowly thins,    Their redness talks to my wound, it corresponds. My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water Tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing them gently. The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, A father is someone who protects you and loves you,. I have let things slip, a thirty-year-old cargo boat stubbornly hanging on to my name and address. Charlene Khuah, Teen Mental Illness Poems I found your analysis clear and helpful. Upsetting me with their sudden tongues and their colour, Snags and eddies round a sunken rust-red engine. The poem was originally named ‘Sickroom Tulips in Hospital’ but she later shortened it. And I have no face, I have wanted to efface myself. The tulips turn to me, and the window behind me. In the first two stanzas, Plath talks about the situation and her surroundings, whereas the rest of the stanzas reveal her feelings. They burdern her, and she wishes for her hands to be ’empty’ because they remind her of her past. As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands. The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea, My husband and child smiling out of the family photo; Their smiles catch onto my skin, little smiling hooks. Plath, as the “stupid pupil…has to take everything in”. Another contrast to the red tulips is Plath's use of white as a symbol. Critics think it played an important role as a precursor to Plath's novel The Bell Jar, as both speaker and protagonist seek the pureness of death. However, contrary to popular belief, pregnancy doesn’t protect a woman from becoming depressed. In this case, one who can’t learn. She uses a simile to describe her position on the bed in lines one and two of this stanza. As the speaker is propped up in bed she becomes the. She's still conscious enough to think of the tea-set and linen and books but she's also now fully immersed, submerged, cleansed of all impurities, a nun. The image of the tulips, and how she sees them opening and closing, remind her of her heart. Coming and going, breath by breath, without any fuss. The walls, also, seem to be warming themselves. Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me. Once again the idea of her objectifying herself is explored again when she says she wants to efface herself. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in. Mary Elizabeth Frye, Winter Stars By White is chosen as a symbol of peace, virginity and winter - and eventually death. The most symbolic item in the poem is the tulips, their colour is the first contrast brought to light, they are red and they clash with the white room, they drink in her oxygen and fill the room with life, she describes how nice it had been before the tulips came in and robbed her peaceful isolation. Existence is suffering. My patent leather overnight case like a black pillbox,    She asserts in the next lines that in these moments of peace she is “nobody”. By the time she took her life at the age of 30, Plath already had a following in the literary community. Anyway i hope that gives an insight but go with your first instincts on poetry its usually the right one. The latter is one of the most obvious techniques at work in ‘Tulips’. This refers to her “name and address” which are likely posted on her bed. the woman described in the poem is in the hospital because she has just suffered from a miscarriage, this of course shows the autobiographic and thus confessional aspect of Plath’s poetry, and this poem in particular!the photo she has include her husband and her child! Within this piece, she taps into themes that are common in her work: death, and the pureness of death, confinement, and illness/sickness. I have given my name and my day-clothes up to the nurses    It occurs when a line is cut off before its natural stopping point. She is he only poet i can truly enjoy. The walls, also, seem to be warming themselves.

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