" ...died in London in 1963."

"The bees are all women,
Maids and the long royal lady.
They have got rid of the men,

"The blunt, clumsy stumblers, the boors.
Winter is for women----
The woman, still at her knitting,
At the cradle of Spanish walnut,
Her body a bulb in the cold and too dumb to think."

Wintering, Ariel, Sylvia Plath

(my emphasis)