As I‘ve stated, I loved The Bell Jar. But I‘m not in love with Plath‘s poetry. Indeed she was a talented poet; there are many amazing pieces in Ariel, and throughout Plath‘s oeuvre. But the details of her personal life are probably more known than that of any other poet, which puts the reader at odds with themselves and Sylvia.
Idk. A lot of thoughts, so little room.
Ariel deserves its accolades, but because of them, I expected something more.