Silvia Plath + Ted Hughes = emotional spectrum.

To suggest it was an explosive marriage seems to defeat the exercise of reviewing the "Last Letter." Two souls, both brilliant, poetic, on a collision course with life and death.  Aren't we all.
Reminds me of reading "The Bell Jar,"  when she says, "sometimes simply being a women is an act of courage."  Like many women reading this book young, it sits and simmers, awaiting its day. 
I suppose this is why Godot never arrives... and yet, contrary to literary myth, Godot arrived. Here he is, on our table, post luncheon. 

Here's to Persephone rising and dispelling conventional wisdom...