Rough Magic: A Biography Of Sylvia PathHachette Books, 17. 3. 2009 - Počet stran: 440 Since her suicide at age thirty, Sylvia Plath (1932-1963) has been celebrated for her impeccable and ruthless poetry, which excels at describing the most extreme reaches of Plath's consciousness and passions. Her work includes the autobiographical novel, The Bell Jar, and such collections as The Collosus, Ariel, and the Pulitzer Prize -- winning Collected Poems. Based on exclusive interviews and extensive archival research, Rough Magic probes the events of Plath's life -- including her turbulent marriage to the English poet Ted Hughes -- in a biography that stands alone in its compassionate view of this fiercely talented, deeply troubled artist. |
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Wellesley | 34 |
Full Fathom Five | 69 |
Doom of Exiles | 126 |
Fixed Stars | 207 |
The Bitter Season | 275 |
Edge | 291 |
A Posthumous Life | 334 |
Acknowledgments | 365 |
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