Google on Sunday, October 27th recognized Wellesley’s own Sylvia Plath with a Google Doodle in honor of the 87th anniversary of the birth of the American poet, novelist, short-story writer, and Pulitzer Prize winner. Born in 1932 in Jamaica Plain, Plath was a the author of The Bell Jar, which is perpetually in print. The following is a previously posted overview of the Wellesley High School graduate and academic star.
A bright star
Plath was a scholar who did everything Wellesley demands of its brightest students — she studied, got straight As, and was heavily involved in the town. She went on to a top school, Smith College, known at the time as a Seven Sisters college. Plath then became one of the most influential poets and leading writers of the 20th century, and her name today always appears on lists of of poets who changed the genre. She is considered a leader in Confessional poetry, meaning that which focuses on the individual. Think of today’s popularity of memoir — the dots of influence connect back to Plath.
The 1950 Wellesley High graduate’s life was bumpy, however. While home on break from Smith, she nearly died after ingesting a bottle of sleeping pills. Frantic neighbors joined the police in searching for the missing student. It was her brother who found her in a crawl space underneath her family’s 26 Elmwood Road home (protected as a single-building Historic District house, and thus not in danger of becoming a Wellesley tear-down…in fact, the house changed hands in January 2019). Plath spent time recovering at McLean Hospital in Belmont, Massachusetts. The Bell Jar is widely considered to be in part an autobiographical account of that time.
A tragic loss
Plath took her own life on February 11, 1963 in a small apartment in the Primrose Hill section of London. With her two children in the next room sleeping, Plath turned on the oven, stuck her head into it, and died from asphyxiation by the gas fumes. She had sealed off the children’s room with tape to keep the deadly gas from taking them, too. The housekeeper was scheduled to come at 9am, and she did, just in time to save the children, but too late to save Sylvia. Whether Sylvia’s calculations worked out as she had planned depends on who you believe. Some say her attempt wasn’t serious, that she had timed it so that the housekeeper would come and save her, as well as the children. Others point to the plans she made, sealing the children’s room off and the effort that took. She almost took her downstairs neighbor with her. The gas had seeped into his apartment and he was found unconscious.
Sylvia lives on in Wellesley
There are still echoes of Plath throughout town, although she doesn’t get her true due. I’d like you to become better acquainted with this daughter of Wellesley. Here are some pictures related to Plath’s time at Wellesley High School:
In 1950 when Sylvia Plath’s picture appeared in WHS’s yearbook, The Wellesleyan, it was customary for the entries next to students’ names to start out written by the student’s peers, and finish up written by the student. So the parts that say, “Warm smile” and “energetic worker” and “clever with chalk and paints” aren’t Sylvia bragging on herself, but her friends’ pride in her strong points. When the entry flips over to Plath writing about herself, it’s interesting that she identifies as a “Future writer”, even though she had been published multiple times in the Wellesley Junior High School paper; the Wellesley’s Bradford Senior High School newspaper, The Bradford; and the Wellesley Townsman. Right after high school she scored her first major national publication in The Christian Science Monitor. Still, she felt the sting of those rejection slips from the glossy Seventeen magazine, a kind of monthly teen-age girl bible of its time. It also appears she couldn’t yet drive (“Oh, for a license.”) but like all teens, pined for wheels.
Plath identified WHS English teach Wilbury Crockett as “the teacher of a lifetime,” crediting him as instrumental to her own writing and the intellectual development of so many of her peers. In a framed picture outside the library is a quote from Plath that reads in part, “If we discovered abilities or interests we never knew we had, it was he who awakened us to them, If we made dreams become reality, it was because of his daily encouragement, unceasing inspiration, rare wisdom, and insight.” The area outside the library currently serves as sort of Sylvia-central, the place where Wellesley recognizes its famous graduate.
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