The sun gives you ulcers, the wind gives you T.B.
Once you were beautiful.

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They had to call and call
And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.

--From the poem "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962

Sylvia Plath

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Now I am silent, hate
Up to my neck,
Thick, thick.
I do not speak.

--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962

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The box is only temporary.

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People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

From the poem "Sheep in Fog", 2 December 1962

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If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.

Sylvia Plath


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I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?

I am incapable of more knowledge.
What is this, this face
So murderous in its strangle of branches? -

Its snaky acids kiss.
It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults
That kill, that kill, that kill.

From the poem "Elm", 19 April 1962

Sylvia Plath


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No day is safe from news of you.

--from "The Rival", written July 1961

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I used to pray to recover you.

--from "Daddy", written 12 October 1962

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Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

–-from "Daddy", written 12 October 1962

Sylvia Plath


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