Who is Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath (/plæθ/; October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963) was an American poet, novelist, and short-story writer. Born in Boston, Massachusetts, she studied at Smith College and Newnham College at the University of Cambridge before receiving acclaim as a poet and writer. She married fellow poet Ted Hughes in 1956, and they lived together in the United States and then in England. They had two children, Frieda and Nicholas, before separating in 1962.

Plath was clinically depressed for most of her adult life, and was treated multiple times with electroconvulsive therapy (ECT). She died by suicide in 1963.

Plath is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for two of her published collections, The Colossus and Other Poem...
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Sylvia Plath Poems

  • Waking In Winter
    I can taste the tin of the sky â??- the real tin thing.
    Winter dawn is the color of metal,
    The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves.
    All night I have dreamed of destruction, annihilations â??- ...
  • Love Is A Parallax
    'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy:
    train tracks always meet, not here, but only
    in the impossible mind's eye;
    horizons beat a retreat as we embark ...
  • The Great Carbuncle
    We came over the moor-top
    Through air streaming and green-lit,
    Stone farms foundering in it,
    Valleys of grass altering ...
  • The Death Of Myth-making
    Two virtues ride, by stallion, by nag,
    To grind our knives and scissors:
    Lantern-jawed Reason, squat Common Sense,
    One courting doctors of all sorts, ...
  • Incommunicado
    The groundhog on the mountain did not run
    But fatly scuttled into the splayed fern
    And faced me, back to a ledge of dirt, to rattle
    Her sallow rodent teeth like castanets ...
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Blue 40 Green 40 White 37 Black 34 Love 32 Sun 32 I Love You 32 Red 30 Dark 29 Light 27


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  • Peppermintfroot: sylvia plath:
  • Virtuouslibert2: “and when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.” - sylvia plath
  • Thetimburgess: “the worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ― sylvia plath
  • Murielrshv: (the bit at 7.54 totally kills me) sylvia plath reading her poems 1958
  • Crabisnothere: only a few hours until sylvia plath day hehehehe.
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GOOD Father John O'Hart
In penal days rode out
To a Shoneen who had free lands
And his own snipe and trout.
In trust took he John's lands;
Sleiveens were all his race;
And he gave them as dowers to his daughters.
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