Kind of asking about what becomes of our bodies when we die. Do we continue living as we did on Earth, or do we leave that behind?

Seems like another Adam and Eve reference.

Essentially saying ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We come from the Earth, and that's where we'll return.

This kind of reminds me of the idea of Gaia, the watery first state/mother of Earth.

Seasons as a way to measure time on Earth.

Feeling imprisoned by an old catastrophe, maybe the crucifixion.

Interesting that she mentions quails and pigeons, but not doves here.

Similar to cherubs, like a baby angel.

A ton of old world religions had sun gods. There was also belief in gods among men and demi-gods, so this could be referencing that.

Without death, we couldn't enjoy life. We need that countdown clock to motivate us to live in the moment.

This is her grappling with her belief in beauty on Earth, but still wanting to believe in some eternal happiness after death.

Reference to Mary.

Female deer.

I think he's saying the God and heaven are what you make it. God is less of an abstract omnipotent being, more rotted in personal experience.

Why are we putting so much faith in this idea of heaven and not enjoying the beauty on Earth here and now?

This is an odd reference that she uses throughout, I think it has to do with being lowly.

Not sure if this is literally a rack and a screw or innuendo.

Interesting that she cut it off so abruptly there. It mirrors the sentiment that she didn't have time to say what she wanted to say.

This almost reminds me of Frankenstein, the villagers burning the monster, etc.

Could be referring to Adieu, the German word for goodbye?

Plath often had suicidal tendencies. She would ultimately end up killing herself by putting her head in an oven, which could be compared to the gas chambers at concentration camps.

Hitler's manifesto

Near Cape Cod

As in San Franciso

Hyperventilating?

Tone of poem: calm yet tragic. Resigned to her plight.

Maybe her eyes?

Having a seizure outside?

Maybe blacking out? Back to the seizure idea.

Maybe she was describing a seizure?

Nothing deep to say here, I just think this is a beautiful phrase.

AKA: "How much was my life worth?"

Another thing this fly could represent is an angel, or something darker like a reaper.

It's interesting that she picked blue here. Most people reference a white light at death. Maybe blue is a reflection of her aura.

This makes it seem like whatever death is going on wasn't sudden. If she willed her keepsakes away, she probably knew she was dying.

This is an unnecessarily long sentence.