kraftiekortie wrote:
I really got into Sylvia Plath for a while....
Her father was a beekeeper. They lived near Logan Airport----in Wellesley, Massachusetts.
No, her father was an entemologist and his specialty was honeybees. He was a professor-- "You are beside the blackboard, Daddy, in the picture I have of you"-- at a university in Boston. And yes, Sylvia was born in Jamaica Plains, Massachussetts, but she grew up in Wellesley. However, many people do just assume that Sylvia's father was a beekeeper as one of her poems, "The Beekeeper's Daughter" was written in 1959 while she was enrolled in Robert Lowell's writing class. Her later bee poems (poems like "The Wintering", "The Bee Box", and "Stings") also drive from the central inspirational apparatus that seemed to link Sylvia's fascination with the natural world-- however, she often uses her later bee poems to confront social issues-- one critic suggests that "The Bee Box" was Sylvia's attempt to confront her own whiteness, to recognize her power and her infinite vulnerability, of this attempt to consolidate power to the powerless that ultimately proved self-sacrificial-- or to offer a Gilman-like utopia of a world free of men as in "The Wintering"... So yes, in Sylvia's imagination, she recreated her father in the positive "colossus" of a beekeeper and then in his overpowering godhood-- the father she lost before she could fully love, that she had tried to recreate in other men-- as a Nazi, which is seen in "Daddy"...
If you have any more questions about Sylvia, I would love to provide the answer... I did, however, have to look up exactly when "The Beekeeper's Daughter" was written...
A really wonderful blog, maintained by the man who recently collected her letters into two volumes-- starting in 1940 with the only letter adressed to her father--- and then, I have not ordered the second volume yet so I do not know how the letters close... I think it is interesting though that the very first uncovered letter would be to her father, written when she was 8, I think... I do not have the book beside me, but I am pretty sure it was written in the spring of 1940 as her father passed in the Fall of this year shortly after her ninth birthday from complication after a leg amputation due to the initial complications of diabetes...
The website is called: "A Celebration this is!"
https://sylviaplathinfo.blogspot.com/se ... s+Daughter
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"All by myself I am a huge camellia
glowing and coming and going, flush on flush."
-Sylvia Plath, Fever 103