Ouija Words: On Sylvia Plath

The final words, the final lines, of the final poem of Sylvia Plath’s first collection of poetry, Ariel: Words dry and riderless,The indefatigable, hoof-taps.WhichFrom the bottom of the pool, fixed starsGovern life. Language, as Blanchot says, is the basis of being, the ground, which is nonetheless dark and voiceless. Poetry becomes nothing more than a […]