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14 de mai. de 2024 · The Bell Jar was Sylvia Plath’s only novel. Sylvia Plath, widely known for her poetry, wrote The Bell Jar as her only full-length novel. Published in 1963, it remains a significant work in Plath’s literary legacy. The Bell Jar is a semi-autobiographical novel. Plath drew heavily from her own experiences in writing The Bell Jar.
Há 4 dias · Sylvia Plath – Você é. Um palhaço, mais feliz com as mãos no chão, Pés apontados para as estrelas, cabeça de lua, Com guelras de peixe. Polegares virados. Com bom senso, como um pássaro dodô. Enrolado em si mesmo como bobina, Pescando seu escuro como fazem as corujas. Mudo como um nabo, desde o Quatro de Julho.
4 de mai. de 2024 · Sylvia Plath > Quotes > Quotable Quote. (?) “If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the brink of nervous emotion and tears all the time.
14 de mai. de 2024 · Letters Home, published in 1975, was Aurelia Plath's debut as a public figure. She was 69 years old. Sylvia, dead at 30, is a forever young and ageless rebel -- as are we! Otto, being male, looked seasoned, never old. Aurelia kept sorting and doing and saying things of no value until she had to be put away. 5) Cultism.
18 de mai. de 2024 · La campana di vetro di Sylvia Plath è l’iconica opera in prosa di questa autrice intramontabile che affronta con audacia temi come la depressione e le disuguaglianze di genere. Il gennaio del 1963 fu pubblicato il primo e unico romanzo della poetessa americana Sylvia Plath , solo poche settimane prima che l’autrice, all’età di trent’anni, scegliesse di porre fine alla propria vita.
Há 5 dias · The Death Of Myth-making. Two virtues ride, by stallion, by nag, To grind our knives and scissors: Lantern-jawed Reason, squat Common Sense, One courting doctors of all sorts, One, housewives and shopkeepers. The trees are lopped, the poodles trim, The laborer's nails pared level. Since those two civil servants set.
Há 4 dias · Widow, the compassionate trees bend in, The trees of loneliness, the trees of mourning. They stand like shadows about the green landscape --. Or even like black holes cut out of it. A widow resembles them, a shadow-thing, Hand folding hand, and nothing in between. A bodiless soul could pass another soul.
