Rita Dove: Interview, 1994 [US]:
And there was a moment when you read a slightly rude poem by Sylvia Plath?
Oh, yes. That happened in college and it seems kind of late.
It was a poem by Sylvia Plath called "Daddy." Which is an amazing poem, a hate poem really, to her father, which ends up saying, "Daddy, Daddy, you bastard, I'm through." Now, it's an incredible poem because it's sort of like a nursery rhyme. It rhymes in that way and yet it has this incredible vehemence. And it was the first time that I realized that you didn't have to be polite.
'Slightly rude'? Ahem.
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