Tag: Sylvia Plath
Flaubert shows the reader early on that Madame Bovary’s flight from one place to another brings her no relief, for her complaint is with no particular place but the universe itself. She runs like a rat in a maze, finding each new place as damned and disappointingly real as the one before. She can’t stop … Read More
You’d think with all the cocktails, a cocktail party ought to be more fun than a hole in your head. Twitter has been called a global-scale cocktail party. Unfortunately, it seems to lack the essential ingredient of the cocktails. To put it another way, it’s confessional poetry without the poetry.
What people sometimes call “confessional poetry,” … Read More
Sylvia Plath’s autobiographical portrait of Esther Greenwood, the 19 yr old protagonist of The Bell Jar (Plath’s only published novel), must be one of the most intimate and realistic accounts of depression in all literature. Esther’s a worthy heir to Hamlet in that respect. And like Hamlet, she’s also acerbically funny, self-deprecating (to the point … Read More