I'm crazy about Confessionalists, but Sylvia Plath is my favorite, favorite, favorite.... I adore Ariel - the restored edition. Ariel is just such a powerful collection of poems in and of itself, but the restored edition includes Plath's original selection and arrangement + facsimiles of her work. I love it.
I'll post one of the shorter poems from the collection for now:
Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode.
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
Trawling your dark as owls do.
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools' Day.
O high-riser, my little loaf.
Vague as fog and looked for like mail.
Farther off than Australia.
Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn.
Snug as a bug and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug.
A creel of eels, all ripples.
Jumpy as a Mexican bean.
Right, like a well-done sum.
A clean slate, with your own face on.