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Sylvia Plath's 'Ennui'

In November 2006, news broke that a graduate student from Virginia Commonwealth University, Anna Journey, found an unpublished sonnet written by Sylvia Plath in the collection at the Lilly Library, Indiana University. Plath wrote the sonnet, entitled 'Ennui', in 1955 while still an undergraduate student at Smith College. The news received a huge amount of international press and the web-based literary journal Blackbird published the poem on 1 November, 2006 (Fall 2006, Vol. 5 No. 2). The Guardian ran an article, found online here. At the time, Journey was a contributing editor of Blackbird.

I admit to being excited when the news broke, but I was quickly disappointed. The poem 'Ennui' is listed in the Juvenilia section of Plath's Collected Poems, hardly qualifying it as a found poem. Whoever sold this story to the press is something of a genius. This was in no way news, and it was in no way a discovered poem. Many of Plath's pre-1956 poems remain unpublished and further, are uncollected. I, too, have found them during my research trips to various Plath archives.

Perhaps the most interesting part of this news story was Journey's bringing to light marginalia Plath made in her copy of The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzerald. There is something poetic in penning a sonnet entitled 'Ennui' based on this American classic. But even still, an article by Park Bucker, published in 1995, pointed out Plath's annotation in The Great Gatsby. You can read Bucker's "Princess Daisy: A Description of Sylvia Plath's Copy of The Great Gatsby" online here. The title page and Plath's bookplate are reproduced on the web site.

Blackbird and the 'Ennui' story are online here. In addition to an introduction, acknowledgments, and contributor's notes, the web site contains links to Plath's typescripts of the poem and a scanned page from The Great Gatsby.

Am I alone in the disappointment of what this news story seemed to announce: that a piece of writing by Plath, presumed lost or otherwise unknown, would be available for the first time? It reminded me of the hoax story from 2002 announcing that Plath's lost journals had been found.

The image is of Walter Richard Sickert's Ennui (circa 1914), from the Tate Collection, London.

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