The Sylvia Plath Effect

Jan 09, 2009 11:19

For all my female writer and poet friends:

Some of you have heard of the story of Sylvia Plath, some not.. It's a sad story, even if I may say so.
I was quite surprised though, when I came across something known as The Sylvia Plath Effect. Here's what Wikipedia has to say:

The Sylvia Plath Effect:

The Sylvia Plath effect is a term coined by ( Read more... )

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angiasaa January 9 2009, 08:06:49 UTC
Heh! You'll be okai.. Just stay away from the Poetry and Prose that haunt your heart. :P

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sepiaverse January 10 2009, 07:02:31 UTC
its but a small bargain..if only one could write like she did :)

some of my favourites :
love is a parallax - http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/sylvia_plath/poems/18912
mushrooms - http://www.angelfire.com/tn/plath/mushrooms.html
appearance - http://www.angelfire.com/tn/plath/appearance.html
insomniac - http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insomniac-2/

and besides, there's no knowing one won't go crazy if they didn't put pen to paper...only dead people don't do foolish things, hai naa :)

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angiasaa January 13 2009, 07:28:57 UTC
Love Is A Parallax: Was good reading. Very visual, detailed delivery. Strange rhyme scheme, but very connected.

Mushrooms: Bouncy, but bland. :( The vision is devious, but at least she maintains track of the theme down to the mysterious closure. Still, Nice as it feels, seems somewhat unnatural. Though that might have been exactly what she'd wanted to portray. Not my type tho.

An Appearance: Appeals to me on a very raw level. Reminds me vividly of helplessness as if, having been in an accident of sorts, making peace with the last breath.... Inches from the end. lightening, thunder.. At the end, we all seek death.

Insomniac: I did not like. :( It appears rather forced to me. Like she was attempting to say something without actually feeling the words.

That's my critical eye. But I find her poems rather ruffling in general anyway. :o)

only dead people don't do foolish things, hai naa :)

lol! very true. :)

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inspirethoughts January 12 2009, 18:40:56 UTC
That is so sad! I meant abt Sylvia Plath, not us female writers or poets.

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angiasaa January 13 2009, 06:23:30 UTC
I lost a level of respect for her when I first heard her story. Not because she was suicidal, mind you, but because, once I'd learned the details, I sensed a powerfully abrasive personality in her.

Half the reason for her attempts at suicide appear to stem from an addiction to being near-death and asphyxiation. Add to that, the fact that cooking often tends to induce hallucinations.

Many people sometimes attribute her poetry to these hallucinations and profound near-death experiences. The truth though, we'll probably never know.

:)

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inspirethoughts January 13 2009, 18:08:56 UTC
More than barasive personality, I felt that she had a suicidal tendency all along. Her poetry is sometimes depressing too. That was one reason I had not read her poetry much. Again, without knowing about the reality or her personally, I do not want to jump into conclusions or judge her. Just that her poetry I felt depressing and avoided.

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angiasaa January 16 2009, 12:11:01 UTC
I agree with you there. Most of her work is pretty depressing. Sometimes makes you wonder if all she saw was that one side of life, and nothing else.

I've found that some of the best stuff I've written is when I've been sad and depressed. It's usually the easiest way to let the emotions flow into text. probably because I have difficulty talking to people about my feelings.. Especially when I'm down and out.

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nikitamehta January 13 2009, 14:43:45 UTC
Her's is a story I would never know how to respond to, so I keep it with the simple "I hope she is resting in peace."

Her work though is profound, and does leave one thinking.

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angiasaa January 28 2009, 08:58:18 UTC
She must be. :) and I don't believe in the afterlife.. So peaceful, she would be.

It leaves one thinking indeed. I guess that's one of the joys of writing. There's something about being able to take a thought and preserve it over time and turbulence for someone else to chance upon. :)

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