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The Persistence of Sylvia Plath


For a long time now, 2017 has appeared to be a banner, monumental year for Sylvia Plath with so much happening. So, last winter I pitched an article idea to the good people at Fine Books & Collections on Sylvia Plath and to my absolute happiness, they said yes and made it a feature-like story. Thus I got to work on what became "The Persistence of Plath" which is out now in the Autumn 2017 issue.

My article discusses the National Portrait Gallery's One Life: Sylvia Plath exhibit; a member exhibit titled "This is the light of the mind: Selections from the Sylvia Plath Collection of Judith G. Raymo at the Grolier Club in New York City; and the publication of the Letters of Sylvia Plath, Volume 1. I also mention conference Sylvia Plath: Letters, Words, Fragments.

One Life opened on 30 June and runs through 20 May 2018 and by now you know a lot about it. Raymo's exhibit runs from 20 September to 4 November 2017. The Letters of Sylvia Plath are published on 5 October in the UK and 17 October in the US. The Plath Conference is to be held at Ulster University in Belfast, Northern Ireland, on 10-11 November.

If you want to read more, you need to buy the magazine!

All links accessed 27 August 2018.

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