Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not-writing, as the spirit moved me. It was, instead, running madly, in a crowded …
40 days of poetry: Day 12: The Moon and the Yew Tree by Sylvia Plath
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Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
Everywhere, imperceptibly or otherwise, things are passing, ending, going. And there will be other summers, other band concerts, but never this one, never again, never as now. Next year I …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
But I must get back into the world of my creative mind: otherwise, in the world of pies & shin beef, I die. The great vampire cook extracts the nourishment …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
I knew I should be grateful to Mrs Guinea, only I couldn’t feel a thing. If Mrs. Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love. I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, peephole after peephole— A bonewhite light, like death, behind …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me …
Quote for Today: Sylvia Plath
I felt myself shrink to a small black dot against all those red and white rugs and that pine paneling. I felt like a hole in the ground. —Sylvia Plath, The …