On Not Being Sylvia Plath
Colm Tóibín: Thom Gunn on the Move, 13 September 2018
“... and moved into a set of images and cadences that I could not fully understand: It is as though The black breathing that billows her sleep, her name, Drugged under judgment, waned and – bearing daggers And balances – down the lampless darkness they came, Moving like women: Justice, Truth, such figures.‘Figures’ rhymes, of course, with ‘daggers’, but ... ”