Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath (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, Cambridge before receiving acclaim as a professional poet and writer. She married fellow poet Ted Hughes in 1956 and they lived together first in the United States and then England, having two children together: Frieda and Nicholas. After suffering from depression from the age of 20 and a marital separation, Plath committed suicide in 1963. Controversy continues to surround the events of her life and death, as well as her writing and legacy.

Plath is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for her two published collections: The Colossus and Other Poems and Ariel. In 1982, she won a Pulitzer Prize posthumously, for The Collected Poems. She also wrote The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel published shortly before her death.

Read more about Sylvia Plath:  Works, Hughes Controversy

Famous quotes by sylvia plath:

    A certain minor light may still
    Leap incandescent

    Out of kitchen table or chair
    As if a celestial burning took
    Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then—
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    The dead bell,
    The dead bell.

    Somebody’s done for.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    Creamy bean flowers with black eyes and leaves like bored hearts.
    Is it blood clots the tendrils are dragging up that string?
    No, no, it is scarlet flowers that will one day be edible.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    the language obscene

    An engine, an engine
    Chuffing me off like a Jew.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    I come to one bush of berries so ripe it is a bush of flies,
    Hanging their bluegreen bellies and their wing panes in a Chinese
    screen.
    The honey-feast of the berries has stunned them; they believe in
    heaven.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)