Sylvia Plath
Although it has been suggested that Plath did not intend to kill herself, Dr. John Horder (her close friend), felt she was at risk and prescribed her antidepressants just mere days before her death. He also visited with her daily and made many attempts to have her admitted to a hospital. Upon her refusal, he made arrangements for a live-in nurse.
Some critiques have argued that because anti-depressants can take up to three weeks to take effect, her prescription from Horder may not have been of any help. Others say that Plath's American doctor had warned her never again to take the anti-depressant drug prescribed by Horder as it was found to worsen her depression, but he supposedly prescribed it under a proprietary name which she did not recognize.
Plath, on February 11, 1963, was found dead of carbon monoxide poisoning in her kitchen after thrusting her head in the oven. She even sealed the rooms between the kitchen and her sleeping children with wet towels and cloths.
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“And now you try
Your handful of notes;
The clear vowels rise like balloons.”
—Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)
“Snug as a bud and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug”
—Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)
“I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.”
—Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)
“Its snaky acids kiss.
It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults
That kill, that kill, that kill.”
—Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)
“Thirty years now I have labored
To dredge the silt from your throat.
I am none the wiser.”
—Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)