kjboldon's review
5.0
The intro is thoughtful, and I appreciated seeing an alternate to the book, and especially the handwritten notes showing the creative process.
skrtariana's review against another edition
3.0
need to reread when my brain acquires some more wrinkles
ellieafterall's review against another edition
4.0
“You are the one
Solid the spaces lean on, envious”
“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.”
Solid the spaces lean on, envious”
“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.”
camila87's review
4.0
"[...]
Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?--
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
What a million filaments.
The peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see
Them unwrap me hand and foot--
The big strip tease.
Gentlemen, ladies
These are my hands
My knees.
I may be skin and bone,
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident.
The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut
[...]
Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I’ve a call.
[...]
Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Beware
Beware.
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air."
Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?--
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
What a million filaments.
The peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see
Them unwrap me hand and foot--
The big strip tease.
Gentlemen, ladies
These are my hands
My knees.
I may be skin and bone,
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident.
The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut
[...]
Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I’ve a call.
[...]
Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Beware
Beware.
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air."
theemilypemily's review
favourites: Gulliver, Tulips, Lady Lazarus, Cut, Death & Co., Daddy and Applicant.
alexcruse's review against another edition
4.0
4 stars.
As I'm working my way through "Red Comet", I wanted to actually read some of Sylvia's poetry. I really enjoyed this and having just a smidgen of her early life that may have informed some of this work was really cool.
As I'm working my way through "Red Comet", I wanted to actually read some of Sylvia's poetry. I really enjoyed this and having just a smidgen of her early life that may have informed some of this work was really cool.
cmcrockford's review
5.0
Actively jealous of Plath as a poet even if I have no reason to be. This book is terrifying, suicidal ideation curdling into worship, yet joyous in other things too. The occult is all over it and I'd like to read it with annotations at some point.