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As if these physical privations weren't enough, Plath was out in the cold in another sense--her husband, Ted Hughes, had left her for another woman earlier that year. Despite all this (or perhaps because of it), the Ariel poems dazzle with their lyricism, their surprising and vivid imagery, and their wit. Rather than confining herself to her bleak surroundings, Plath draws from a wide array of experience. In "Berck-Plage," for instance, clouds are "electrifyingly-coloured sherbets, scooped from the freeze." In "The Night Dances," the poet stands crib-side, reveling in her son's own brand of do-si-do: "Such pure leaps and spirals--Surely they travel / The world forever, I shall not entirely / Sit emptied of beauties, the gift / Of your small breath..."
Though at times they present the reader with hopelessness laid bare, these poems also teem with the brightest shards of a life, confounding those who merely look for the words of a gloomy, dispassionate suicide. Plath rose each morning in the final months of her life to "that still blue, almost eternal hour before the baby's cry" and left us these words like "axes/After whose stroke the wood rings..." --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
If you are new to Sylvia, start with an earlier book. If you and Sylvia go back a ways this will be a fascinating glimpse into her editorial mind and into how she processed her... Read morePublished 2 months ago by charity marchandt
I love sylvia plath so this review is not of the authors work. The format is horrible on this kindle version (by Wolfeyes Books). Read morePublished 3 months ago by Jason Zyzak
Ariel by Sylvia Plath is one of my favorite works of poetry. Here, Sylvia's voice and tone simply demand a voracious audience. Read morePublished 4 months ago by Jessica Brake