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"I only know that a rook
Ordering its black feathers can so shine
As to seize me senses, haul
My eyelids up, and grant
A brief respite from fear
Of total neutrality."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Black Rook in Rainy Weather (l. 27-32). . .
The Penguin book of Bird Poetry. Peggy Munserber, ed. (1984) Penguin Books. |
"A certain minor light may still
Leap incandescent
Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then—"
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Black Rook in Rainy Weather (l. 14-18). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 14-15). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"Daddy, I have had to kill you."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 6). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"If I've killed one man, I've killed two—
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 71-74). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 57-59). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 76-80). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years,"
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 1-4). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"the language obscene
An engine, an engine
Chuffing me off like a Jew."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Daddy (l. 30-32). . .
The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins. |
"Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you."
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Encounter (London, Oct. 1963). Daddy, st. 10, Ariel (1965). |
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