Born: October 27, 1932 Boston, Massatusches
Died: February 11, 1963
When Sylvia was only eight her father died. From a young age Plath was driven to succeed. Some say that her fathers death is what gave her such ambition to be great. She kept a journal since age 11. During the time she was in college she tried to take her own life. Other then that she was an exceptional student and graduated at the top of her class.
Her father's death, had a huge impact on her life. She wrote such inspirational poems that so many people could relate to. She started off publishing her poems in regional magazines and newspapers. Her first national publication was just after she graduated from high school in the Christian Science Monitor in 1950. Some say the reason she became so popular was because of her gift to write what she felt. She had a very difficult life, so much so that she tried to take her own life. When she roes from that she was highly respected as a person and a poet.
The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels, Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan Of silver as the rondo slows; now reels Begin on tilted violins to span
The whole revolving tall glass palace hall Where guests slide gliding into light like wine; Rose candles flicker on the lilac wall Reflecting in a million flagons' shine,
And glided couples all in whirling trance Follow holiday revel begun long since, Until near twelve the strange girl all at once Guilt-stricken halts, pales, clings to the prince
As amid the hectic music and cocktail talk She hears the caustic ticking of the clock.