The Death and Life of Sylvia Plath | 
Unlike her Lady Lazarus, she wouldn't find it 'easy enough to do it and stay put'. Sylvia Plath wouldn't survive the suicide, but 'Sylvia Plath' would.
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Unlike her Lady Lazarus, she wouldn't find it 'easy enough to do it and stay put'. Sylvia Plath wouldn't survive the suicide, but 'Sylvia Plath' would.
#currentlyreading #bookblurbs #nonfiction #biography #SylviaPlath
As the poems show, death was again beckoning seductively, but superficially Sylvia was still vivacious and full of plans for the future.
Ch 13, "In Devon" p 168
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The tagged book is a #nonfictionnerd selection that I've been working on for a long time
Progress: p 159, ch 13
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“The predominant tone of her letters home is strikingly different from that of her poems, journals and short stories. It would have been impossible to confide in Aurelia about negative emotions or sexual experiences. She was generous and self-righteous, loving and smug, perceptive and sanctimonious.”
Indeed. This is something you observe quickly when becoming a Plath scholar: the vast differences between her correspondence and personal writings.
@Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks look what I found at the thrift store today. Is this the same one you found the other week? Or is it different? I couldn‘t not get it since we are reading The Bell Jar this month! ❤️❤️
I'm not much of a biography reader but I'm getting started on this now for #LitsyAtoZ. I always knew that Sylvia was from Massachusetts but hearing her New England accent is totally discordant, in my head, to her appearance. Her voice is much deeper than I imagined and she's got a British affectation, from having lived there for a while. Overall, it's strange hearing her voice because, as a reader, I felt disconnected from it.
I took this out of the library last week, on a whim because it wasn't at all what I was looking for. It seems that today is the last day Sylvia Plath spent in the world in 1963. She was 30.
