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.
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... Although it has been suggested that Plath did not intend to kill herself, Dr ... 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 ... Plath, on February 11, 1963, was found dead of carbon monoxide poisoning in her kitchen after thrusting her head in the oven ...
... talented women writers of her generation have held that position, including poet Sylvia Plath and novelist Joan Didion, who was Burroway’s co-editor.) Burroway’s first poem to be published ... In her essay “I Didn’t Know Sylvia Plath” (published in Embalming Mom Essays in Life, University of Iowa Press 2002), Burroway writes, “I married a man with ... distraught, and almost paralyzed by inertia, Burroway, like Sylvia Plath (whom she had met on a few occasions), contemplated suicide ...
... Letters Home is a collection of letters written by Sylvia Plath to her family between her years at college, in 1950, and her death at age 30 ... Sylvia's mother, Aurelia Schober Plath, edited the letters and agreed to have the collection published by Harper Row in 1975 ... Letters Home contains an introduction by Aurelia Plath, who adds bits of commentary and context throughout ...
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