The Bell Jar

Sylvia Plath was born in 1932 in Massachusetts. Her books include the poetry collections The Colossus, Crossing the Water, Winter Trees, Ariel, and The Collected Poems, which won the Pulitzer Prize. A complete and uncut facsimile edition of Ariel was published in 2004 with her original selection and arrangement of poems. She was married to the poet Ted Hughes, with whom she had a daughter, Frieda, and a son, Nicholas. She died in London in 1963.

出版者:Harper Perennial Modern Classics

作者:Sylvia Plath

页数:288

出版时间:2005-8-1

价格:USD 13.99

装帧:Paperback

isbn号码:9780060837020

图书标签:SylviaPlath美国小说英文原版Sylvia_Plath西尔维娅·普拉斯英文自传

The Bell Jar chronicles the crack-up of Esther Greenwood: brilliant, beautiful, enormously talented, and successful, but slowly going under -- maybe for the last time. Sylvia Plath masterfully draws the reader into Esther s breakdown with such intensity that Esther s insanity becomes completely real and even rational, as probable and accessible an experience as going to the movies. Such deep penetration into the dark and harrowing corners of the psyche is an extraordinary accomplishment and has made The Bell Jar a haunting American classic. This P.S. edition features an extra 16 pages of insights into the book, including author interviews, recommended reading, and more.

读后感

一口气读完了《钟形罩》，我已想不起来上一次如此酣畅淋漓的阅读是在何时。虽然最近在《le conte de Monte Cristo》，《Sans famille》，《Nouvelles choisies de Maupassant》之间不断轮流转换，却是对于短语及句子结构的兴趣大于作品本身，并无多大的阅读乐趣可言。 如若...  

如果Slyvia Plath生于如今的网络时代，不知道她还会不会成为诗人。网络时代让每个人都有成为诗人、小说家的可能，尽管这是一个诗意越来越少的时代，个人经验也因为过度泛滥而贬值。 每个人都有自己的恐惧、莫名的梦、生活中的小骄傲小沮丧。网络提供了诉说和分享的平台，也就是...  

我醒了，是被同住的室友吵醒的。他问我吃饭吗，我被从深深的睡意里拉出，勉强挤出个“不”字。然后就醒了。待到他们出门“砰”的一声，我就爬起来了。撒了泡尿，膀胱从极度充盈的紧绷状态中松懈下来，尿水射到马桶里，泡沫叠起，我一直很好奇这个：究竟是尿里有什么成份导致了...  

读普拉斯的时候，适合听轻音乐，她的文字暗暗涌动着一股倾覆一切的力量，温和却锋利。一位饱含情感的作家，敏感、细腻，恐惧着一切，又与一切不断地抗争。一本《钟形罩》，像将积蓄了一生的力量顷刻爆发出来。她小心的存在着，像个生活的旁观者，在自己头上绑一根线然后放手，...  

我是个含笑的女人。 我才三十岁。 像猫一样可死九次。 ——Sylvia Plath 第一次读到Sylvia Plath的诗时，就被它字里行间不加掩饰的宣泄气质所吸引。正是青涩又乖戾的年纪，不担心生活，不担心爱情，不担心未来，不担心身边的一切。刚走出一阵自闭的时光，仿佛要偿还漫长时...  

用户评价

和Andy Warhol的car crash里从帝国大厦跳楼的那个女人多么的相似啊。living in a NYC hotel, waiting to be married to some career guy, a tragic housewife-to-be. Once was a little girl who wondered what she could be, now in a satellite town, she’s just a memory.

but a little bit...histrionic...?

21岁的我非常喜欢的书。能在合适的年龄读到过了这个年龄可能就没那么喜欢的书，是幸运，但读到这一本，我不是很确定。

If Mrs. Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat – on the deck of a ship or at a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok – I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.

没看完，最近越来越觉得也不会再看了。大概还剩十来页的样子，当初没看完现在也觉得写到最后也没什么意思。