I don't know how long I kept at it...
I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still.
It didn't seem to be summer any more

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Mots clés sylvia-plath safe summer still floor bell-jar

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There was a beautiful time...

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Mots clés beauty time beautiful bell-jar

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Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape.

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There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.

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I am accused. I dream of massacres.
I am a garden of black and red agonies. I drink them,
Hating myself, hating and fearing. And now the
world conceives
Its end and runs toward it, arms held out in love.

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Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: 'I'll go take a hot bath.

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I opened the door and blinked out into the bright hall. I had the impression it wasn't night and it wasn't day, but some lurid third interval that had suddenly slipped between them and would never end.

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I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.

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I said: I must remember this, being small.

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Now I know what loneliness is, I think. Momentary loneliness, anyway. It comes from a vague core of the self - - like a disease of the blood, dispersed throughout the body so that one cannot locate the matrix, the spot of contagion.

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