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5.0 out of 5 stars
Plath Resurrected!, Jan 9 2004
Sylvia Plath has been resurrected and writes once again through Kate Moses. She has slid her slender, delicate hand over Moses' as a guide, and erupts upon the pages like ball of fire.The first thing that struck me, was the title. "Wintering" A Novel Of Sylvia Plath...Not A Novel About Sylvia Plath. Kate Moses is so knowledgable about Plath that she becomes her. The language is delectable,lush, and as brillant as Plath. And the vocabulary, well let me put it this way, I kept my dictionary near me throughout the reading. Absolutely superb. Moses uses Plath's last book of poetry, Ariel, as her chapters. Daddy, Lesbos, Fever 103, Ariel, and of course, Wintering. She brings the reader into Plath's state of mind, her thoughts, her feelings for Ted, even surprisingly, her happiness. The reader will feel the dead of winter inside their bones, the moisure freezing inside their nostrils, smell Plath's sour breath down the back of their necks, hear the ringing of phones, bells, and the coughing of sick children. "She couldn't wait for the baby bird to die, gasping in it's shoe box with its brave mournful cheeping. Ted taped the box to the bathhose and hooked the gas stove. She was relieved, ashamed at her relief. The birds innocent misery an oppression she was desperate to escape." - WINTERING- Sylvia Plath was not a victim, nor weak. If anything, it is amazing she lasted for as long as she did. I only wish it would have been longer. I shall end this with her own voice... "I simply cannot see where there is to get to." -ARIEL- 1960
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