The richness of Sylvia Plath's journals is really unparalleled. Each page is like a sumptuous feast of beauty, pain and joy. Even her day-to-day descriptions of her "mundane" life are powerfully and viscerally described. I'm so grateful we now have the unabridged collection and not the highly edited version her husband published in the 80's. And sadly, we will never know what was in the journal he burned when she died.