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:

    The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
    Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    a great space
    Of white and pewter lights, and a din like silversmiths
    Beating and beating at an intractable metal.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    Overnight, very
    Whitely, discreetly,
    Very quietly

    Our toes, our noses
    Take hold on the loam,
    Acquire the air.
    Sylvia Plath (1932–1963)

    Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
    The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
    Took its place among the elements.
    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)