Court Green, the rurÂal Devon propÂerÂty Sylvia Plath called home for sixÂteen months toward the end of her life is a popÂuÂlar pilÂgrimÂage for Plathophiles, seekÂing to worÂship at the wellÂspring of some of her best known poems — The Bee MeetÂing, DadÂdy, Lady Lazarus, and many othÂer works posthuÂmousÂly pubÂlished in 1965’s Ariel.
(Her ex-husÂband Ted HughÂes wrote his colÂlecÂtion, Crow, there as well, not long after Plath died by suiÂcide. SomeÂthing tells us his widÂow, CarÂol, a staunch defendÂer of her husband’s legaÂcy, doesn’t exactÂly roll out the welÂcome mat when she sees starÂry eyed devotee’s of her husband’s first wife trompÂing around the perimeÂter of the propÂerÂty where she still lives…)
Plath scholÂar DorÂka Tamás made the trip to St. Peter’s, the North TawÂton church abutÂting Court Green. Plath took pleaÂsure in describÂing its grounds in letÂters to friends and famÂiÂly, and immoratlÂized its masÂsive yew in “The Moon and the Yew Tree”:
I looked around the VicÂtoÂriÂan graveÂstones, slowÂly passÂing the souls of the dead. The beauÂtiÂful green trees could not conÂtrast more with the Neo-gothÂic church. I knew at first sight which one is the yew tree in Plath’s poem. I was searchÂing for the winÂdow of Court Green, Plath’s office winÂdow, from which she could have an expanÂsive view of the yew…North TawÂton has been an ambiguÂous place for both Plath and PlathiÂans. In the year she spent in the isoÂlatÂed vilÂlage, she proÂduced her best and most well-known poems, but it was also a place where she expeÂriÂenced extreme isoÂlaÂtion after HughÂes left her. NevÂerÂtheÂless, the counÂtry life proÂvidÂed plenÂty of opporÂtuÂniÂties for Plath to explore her creÂative, aesÂthetÂic, and domesÂtic indeÂpenÂdence, such as horse ridÂing in the field of Devon, experÂiÂmentÂing with beeÂkeepÂing, paintÂing her children’s nursÂery elbow chair, and makÂing apple pie from the apples of her garÂden. The poetÂry and ficÂtion Plath wrote between autumn 1961 and winÂter 1962 are embedÂded in the natÂurÂal enviÂronÂment in Devon and comÂmuÂniÂty, places, and non-human life of North TawÂton.
Poet David Trinidad, an avid colÂlecÂtor of Plath-relatÂed memÂoÂraÂbilÂia, whose souÂvenirs include a vial of dust from the stuÂdio she occuÂpied durÂing a resÂiÂdenÂcy at YadÂdo and a facÂsimÂiÂle of a blue patÂterned LibÂerÂty of LonÂdon scarf she gave her mothÂer durÂing a 1962 visÂit to Court Green, prizes his cutÂtings from St. Peter’s yew:
Plath wrote The Moon and the Yew Tree on OctoÂber 22, 1961, less than two months after movÂing to Court Green. EveryÂthing in the poem is true: her propÂerÂty was sepÂaÂratÂed from an adjaÂcent church by a row of headÂstones; on SunÂday eight bells would toll; an ancient yew tree grew in the church graveÂyard. …She doesn’t menÂtion the yew tree specifÂiÂcalÂly in any of her letÂters; she saved that for the poem.
GodÂmothÂer of Punk PatÂti Smith, whose souÂvenirs run more toward Polaroids, wrote of visÂitÂing Plath’s grave in her memÂoir, M Train, and idenÂtiÂfies the poet as someÂone who makes her want to write.
Her perÂforÂmance of “The Moon and The Yew Tree,” above, is more straightÂforÂward than PlathiÂan, allowÂing the darkÂness of the work–which The MarÂginÂaÂlian’s Maria PopoÂva calls “one of (Plath’s) finest poems and one of the most poignant porÂtraits of depresÂsion in the hisÂtoÂry of literature”–to speak for itself.
As PopoÂva notes, the poem was writÂten durÂing a difÂfiÂcult periÂod, in an attempt to fulÂfill a writÂing exerÂcise sugÂgestÂed by HughÂes, “to simÂply describe what she saw in the GothÂic churchÂyard outÂside her winÂdow.”
Who would dare fault Plath for obeyÂing the impulse to ediÂtoÂriÂalÂize a bit?
The New YorkÂer had acceptÂed but not yet pubÂlished “The Moon and the Yew Tree” when Plath took her own life on FebÂruÂary 11, 1963. It was pubÂlished posthuÂmousÂly in a two-page spread along with five othÂer poems six months latÂer. You can read it online here.
via The MarÂginÂaÂlian
RelatÂed ConÂtent
Why Should We Read Sylvia Plath? An AniÂmatÂed Video Makes the Case
Hear Sylvia Plath Read 18 Poems From Her Final ColÂlecÂtion, Ariel, in a 1962 RecordÂing
Hear PatÂti Smith Read 12 Poems From SevÂenth HeavÂen, Her First ColÂlecÂtion (1972)
– Ayun HalÂlÂiÂday is the Chief PriÂmaÂtolÂoÂgist of the East VilÂlage Inky zine and author, most recentÂly, of CreÂative, Not Famous: The Small PotaÂto ManÂiÂfesto and CreÂative, Not Famous ActivÂiÂty Book. FolÂlow her @AyunHalliday.