The Journals of Sylvia Plath

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Who knows who Ted’s next book will be dedicated to? His navel. His penis.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath Went to the library for an office hour with Sylvie Koval – found myself uttering pompous nothings.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath Wagner, Erica. (2002). Ariel's Gift: Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath, and the Story of Birthday Letters. New York: W. W. Norton. ISBN 0-393-32301-3. Would it be too childish of me to say : I want? But I do want, theater, light, color, paintings, wine and wonder.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia PlathGot a queer and overpowering urge today to write, or typewrite, my whole novel on the pink, stiff, lovely textured Smith memorandum pads of 100 sheets each: a feat somehow, seeing a hunk of that pink paper, different from all the endless reams of white bond, my task seems finite, special, rose-cast.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams: Short Stories, Prose, and Diary Excerpts (1977, Faber and Faber)

Exclusive Sylvia Plath extract: Mary Ventura and the Ninth Kingdom". The Guardian. December 29, 2018. Archived from the original on November 24, 2020 . Retrieved January 12, 2021. Plath seemed to make a good recovery and returned to college. In January 1955, she submitted her thesis The Magic Mirror: A Study of the Double in Two of Dostoyevsky's Novels, and in June graduated from Smith with an A.B., summa cum laude. [20] She was a member of the Phi Beta Kappa academic honor society, [14] and had an IQ of around 160. [21] [22] Plath, Sylvia (2000). Karen V. Kukil (ed.). The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. New York: Anchor. ISBN 0-385-72025-4. Beginning in October 1962, Plath experienced a great burst of creativity and wrote most of the poems on which her reputation now rests, writing at least 26 of the poems of her posthumous collection Ariel during the final months of her life. [28] [33] [34] In December 1962, she returned alone to London with their children, and rented, on a five-year lease, a flat at 23 Fitzroy Road—only a few streets from the Chalcot Square flat. William Butler Yeats once lived in the house, which bears an English Heritage blue plaque for the Irish poet. Plath was pleased by this fact and considered it a good omen.My mind is barren and I must scavenge themes as a magpie must: scraps and oddments.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume 2: 1956-1963, edited by Karen V Kukil and Peter K Steinberg Worth persevering with In the first section of the journals, dated 1950 to 1955, it is clear that Plath’s urge to write sprang not only from her driving ambition but also from her need to justify her life, to confirm her identity even as she searched for it. She asks repeatedly who she is and answers with lists of achievements or tentative identifications: “’a passionate, fragmentary girl,’ maybe?” In the midst of adolescent rites of courtship and stirrings of passion, as she perfects herself as “the American virgin, dressed to seduce,” she states that her “happiness streams from having wrenched a piece out of [her] life, a piece of hurt and beauty, and transformed it to typewritten words on paper.” Strangeways, Al; Plath, Sylvia (Autumn 1996). " 'The Boot in the Face': The Problem of the Holocaust in the Poetry of Sylvia Plath" (PDF). Contemporary Literature. 37 (3): 370–390. doi: 10.2307/1208714. JSTOR 1208714. S2CID 164185549. Archived from the original (PDF) on February 12, 2020. Before her death, Plath tried several times to take her own life. [37] On August 24, 1953, she overdosed on sleeping pills, [38] then, in June 1962, she drove her car off the side of the road into a river, which she later said was an attempt to take her own life. [39]

Padnani, Amisha (March 8, 2018). "How an Obits Project on Overlooked Women Was Born". The New York Times. Archived from the original on March 23, 2018 . Retrieved March 24, 2018. Can’t stop thinking I am just beginning. In 10 years I will be 30 and not ancient and maybe good. Hope. Prospects. Work, though, and I love it. Delivering babies. Maybe even both kinds.” – Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia PlathCrossing the Water is full of perfectly realised works. Its most striking impression is of a front-rank artist in the process of discovering her true power. Such is Plath's control that the book possesses a singularity and certainty which should make it as celebrated as The Colossus or Ariel. [74]