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About Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath was an American poet, novelist, and short story writer. She is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for two of her published collections, The Colossus and Other Poems (1960) and Ariel (1965), as well as The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel published shortly before her suicide in 1963. The Collected Poems was published in 1981, which included previously unpublished works. For this collection Plath was awarded a Pulitzer Prize in Poetry in 1982, making her the fourth to receive this honour posthumously.

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Books of Sylvia Plath

The Bell Jar

The Bell Jar

The Bell Jar addresses the question of socially acceptable identity. It examines Esther's "quest to forge her own identity, to be herself rather than what others expect her to be." Esther is expected to become a housewife, and a self-sufficient woman

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The Bell Jar

The Bell Jar

The Bell Jar addresses the question of socially acceptable identity. It examines Esther's "quest to forge her own identity, to be herself rather than what others expect her to be." Esther is expected to become a housewife, and a self-sufficient woman

4 Readers
20 Articles
Best Poems by Sylvia Plath

Best Poems by Sylvia Plath

Best and most famous poems of Sylvia Plath, a very famous English writer.

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14 Articles
Best Poems by Sylvia Plath

Best Poems by Sylvia Plath

Best and most famous poems of Sylvia Plath, a very famous English writer.

2 Readers
14 Articles

Articles of Sylvia Plath

Chapter Twenty

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A fresh fall of snow blanketed the asylum grounds—not a Christmas sprinkle, but a man-high January deluge, the sort that snuffs out schools and offices and churches, and leaves, for a day or more, a p

Chapter Nineteen

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'I'm going to be a psychiatrist.' Joan spoke with her usual breathy enthusiasm. We were drinking apple cider in the Belsize lounge. 'Oh,' I said dryly, 'that's nice.' 'I've had a long talk with Doc

Chapter Eighteen

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'Esther.' I woke out of a deep, drenched sleep, and the first thing I saw was Doctor Nolan's face swimming in front of me and saying, 'Esther, Esther.' I rubbed my eyes with an awkward hand. Behind

Chapter Seventeen

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'You're a lucky girl today.' The young nurse cleared my breakfast tray away and left me wrapped in my white blanket like a passenger taking the sea air on the deck of a ship. 'Why am I lucky?' 'Wel

Chapter Sixteen

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Joan's room, with its closet and bureau and table and chair and white blanket with the big blue C on it, was a mirror image of my own. It occurred to me that Joan, hearing where I was, had engaged a r

Chapter Fifteen

14 August 2023
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Philomena Guinea's black Cadillac eased through the tight, five o'clock traffic like a ceremonial car. Soon it would cross one of the brief bridges that arched the Charles, and I would, without thinki

Chapter Fourteen

14 August 2023
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It was completely dark. I felt the darkness, but nothing else, and my head rose, feeling it, like the head of a worm. Someone was moaning. Then a great, hard weight smashed against my cheek like a st

Chapter Thirteen

14 August 2023
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'Of course his mother killed him.' I looked at the mouth of the boy Jody had wanted me to meet. His lips were thick and pink and a baby face nestled under the silk of white-blond hair. His name was C

Chapter Twelve

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Doctor Gordon's private hospital crowned a grassy rise at the end of a long, secluded drive that had been whitened with broken quahog shells. The yellow clapboard walls of the large house, with its en

Chapter Eleven

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Doctor Gordon's waiting-room was hushed and beige. The walls were beige, and the carpets were beige, and the upholstered chairs and sofas were beige. There were no mirrors or pictures, only certifica