#Assia wevill

[derangedrhythms]

You know, in bed he smells like a butcher.

Assia Wevill, on Ted Hughes, from ‘A Lover of Unreason: The Life and Tragic Death of Assia Wevill’ by Yehuda Koren and Eilat Negev

#assia wevill #ted hughes #a lover of unreason #biography #p

[hairtusk]

D.H. Lawrence, 'He-Goat' / Assia Wevill, quoted in Eliat Negrev & Yehuda Koren, 'A Lover of Unreason: The Life and Tragic Death of Assia Wevill'

#d.h. lawrence #assia wevill #mine #ted hughes

[nancy-laura-spungen]

Sylvia with Freida, in a post-Ted glow up. I'm reading a couple of books about her, and she called Ted's mistress Assia Wevill "that weavy bitch".

#sylvia plath #ted hughes #assia wevill #poetry

[deadpanwalking]

Assia Wevill, “Lost Island”, advertisement for Sea Witch brand hair dye, 1965/Sylvia Plath, “Lady Lazarus”, from Ariel, 1965

#a bit obvious but this is the a bit obvious website #anyway ted hughes are you rappaccini's son because that dick is fucking poison #sylvia plath #assia wevill #poetry

[boricuacherry-blog]

The bloody girl is beautiful, smart, but absolutely uncreative & cold. When I was at my lowest, thinking grimly: what has this Weavy Asshole (her name is actually Assia Wevill) got that I haven't, I thought: she can't make a baby, can't make a book or a poem, just ads about bad bakery bread, wants to die before she gets old & loses her beauty, and is bored. Bored, bored, bored. With herself & her life.

-Sylvia Plath

#sylvia plath #quote #letter #assia wevill

[literally-cat-woman]

Fuck assia wevill and ted hughes

All my homies hate assia wevill and ted hughes

#sylvia plath #1950s #60s #english literature #ted hughes #assia wevill #Meme #Literature meme #My

[tarotreadingsarefun]

#sylvia plath #Ted Hughes #Assia wevill #love triangle #karma in love #karmic partners #twin flames #twin flame relationship #soulmates #youtube #Youtube

[deanjohn]

From Assia Wevill’s journal, in reference to Ted Hughes | The Bloody Chamber, Angela Carter

#plath calling ted hughes oh hungry hungry in her journal and assia wevill saying this in hers….. #anyway. dean and john #words #comparatives #you are my church. you are my place of worship. #bug.txt

[milo-is-rambling]

Going to listen to the suicide buddies episode about Sylvia plath and that will fix me

#and assia wevill #and Nicholas hughes #three episodes of a comedy podcast about suicide will fix me #post limit hit fuck okay cool I’m gonna podcast tonight and journal more and wait for my mom to go to sleep and maybe make late night Mac #and cheese #we had a Walmart order that was supposed to show up between 7-8 and its late but they haven’t even sent tracking info yet so I gotta stay up #until later to make sure stuff gets put away if it shows up

[ravenkings]

the thing about sylvia plath and ted hughes is like...she obviously struggled with major depression throughout her life and was probably more sensitive than most people but like....ted hughes did cheat on her and i would actually be more willing to give him the benefit of the doubt if plath were the only significant other of his to commit suicide......but like.......the fact that assia weville, the woman he cheated on plath with, ALSO killed herself (and their daughter!!!) in a VERY similar way several years later is...................suspicious to say the least imo..........

#like weville probably struggled with her mental health as well but......like........idk man #i'm not saying he actually killed them obviously #but like.......two different women he was romantically involved with being driven to suicide (at least partially bc of his infidelity...) #...........yikes #suicide tw

[derangedrhythms]

[…] she was alarmed by his voracious sexual appetite, his superstitions about marriage and his black moods.

Assia Wevill on Ted Hughes, from ‘A Lover of Unreason: The Life and Tragic Death of Assia Wevill’ by Yehuda Koren and Eilat Negev

#assia wevill #ted hughes #a lover of unreason #biography #p

[hairtusk]

Ted Hughes, 1966

'...[Assia] Wevill told friends the poet's lovemaking was so ferocious that 'in bed, he smells like a butcher'.'

#ted hughes

[hauntedwoman]

yea i'll say it. i don't think you can call yourself a fan of slyvia plath's work if you also enjoy ted hughes' work. he abused her and cheated on her, leaving her with two young children and no money in the early 1960s which was a major factor as to why she killed herself.

and not only did he do all of that, but he destroyed so much of her work and her journals and any accounts of the abuse she suffered after she was gone AND he deeply edited her "ariel" manuscript to not reflect her final wishes. it wasn't until after he himself passed away that their daughter freida restored "ariel" to how sylvia wanted it to be presented.

and if that still isn't enough and you think that you can just "divorce the art from the artist", the woman that hughes cheated on sylvia with, assia wevill, ALSO killed herself due to his mistreatment years later.

he is not a good man and probably not even a decent poet and the next time you read any of sylvia's work remember that it might not have ever made it to the public eye or even survived after her death if it hadn't been for his outright greed and desperate control over the narrative of her life and suffering.

#i was gonna post this on the anniversary of sylvia's death but i forgot #and now im rereading 'the bell jar' and im just. irritated.

[allmothsdied]

TW

.

My younger self

There's this thing I want to tell

Do it, till you still have the strenght

Cause years will run so damn fast

And you'll be twenty-one, way too soon

Regretting every single day

That you didn't done it back then

You should know darkness always

Comes back to you, ober and over again

Becoming inseparable part of you

And you won't be ever okay

Just too weak to simply leave this earth

My younger self

You should've done it, you should've

But you didn't

And you hate this fact every single day

Cause there's nothing left for you now

Only the forbidden thought of Assia Wevill

And her little Shura

Remains in your broken sick mind

Everytime u look at your baby with tears in eyes

Knowing you would have to take her

To the place of ash living can came only once

When Death itself crave for the one last dance

My younger self

Do it, please, baby

When you still have the strenght

Cause the darkness will always comes back

For your soul, taking you by hand

just dressed little differently, with new colors

Do it, or you'll be alive for years

Alive, but fully dead inside

Knowing nothing had ever really changed

And while you're getting older

You are getting lonelier

And everyone simply stops care

My younger self,

I know you are scared

But do it and it will be easier

Than what would come for you instead

You'll lost everything

Even yourself in the end

Die young, when you have the chance

Cause no one will ever come

To save you

And there would be none to ever love you

Just little black cat

You would have to take with you, one day

[theplathwitchcraft]

Research updates: April-May 2023

Spring has been busy research-wise.I’ve shared in my blog a video recording of my presentation “This is what we were after, the hair colour of sea witch”: Aquatic Surfaces and Female Power in Assia Wevill’s ‘Lost Island’ advert (1965) that I presented at the annual Haunted Shores conference (7-8 April 2023). On 12-14 April 2023, I participated at the BAAS annual conference, on a panel on Sylvia…

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[boricuacherry-blog]

I accuse

Ted Hughes

Of what the entire British and American

Literary and critical establishment

Have been at great lengths to deny

Without ever saying it in so many words, of course,

The murder of Sylvia Plath

Not that it isn't enough to condemn him,

Of mind-rape and body-rape, infidelity

Abduction and brainwashing of her,

Plagiarism, plagiarism of her imagery

Hiding of her most revealing indictments

Against her jailor,

Making a mint by becoming her posthumous editor,

And writing, himself incidentally,

Puerile, pretentious, dribbles of verse, with

Real blood on real hands.

And

If he's killed one wife

He's killed two!

The second, alas, committed suicide,

Or didn't you know?

Her name was Assia Wevill,

He never married her formally

Sylvia,

Found the oven's fumes less lethal

Than her husband's love

But then we women change our minds a lot, that's our prerogative,

But we might not, after all,

Free Frieda and Nicolas

Who then disarm him of that weapon with which he tortured us,

Stuff it into his mouth,

Point his lips around it, and blow out his brain,

Who knows?

In the meantime, Hughes, sue me

-Robin Morgan

#robin morgan #poem #ted hughes #1972 #70s #the arraignment