A review by reneete
The Colossus: And Other Poems by Sylvia Plath

reflective

3.0

There is something about this collection that just doesn't do it for me, maybe the subject matter. It seems to be far more removed from the sorts of qualities that drew me to Sylvia Plath in the first placeā€”the raw emotions, the confessional nature, the vulnerability. It's perhaps too poised, too intentionally crafted, too controlled. More distant and not as personal, therefore less emotionally resonant.

That being said, it's still true that I would read even Plath's shopping lists if they were to be published. Her writing is as brilliant as ever, five stars for quality and skill, but less for the experience I had while reading it. Simply something I can recognize on literary merits even if it may not have had as great of an effect on me as I had hoped, which is my own fault. I keep searching for another Ariel, another Bell Jar, which is an injustice I can't quite seem to rid myself of.

Personal favorites include The Colossus, The Disquieting Muses, and The Stones.