At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.
--from "Daddy", written 12 October 1962
There is a charge
For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
For the hearing of my heart -
It really goes.
And there is a charge, a very large charge,
For a word or a touch
Or a bit of blood
Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
--from "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962
A ring of gold with the sun in it?
Lies. Lies and a grief.
--from "The Couriers", written 4 November 1962
I have taken a pill to kill
The thin
Papery feeling.
--from "Cut", written 24 October 1962
Is it the sea you hear in me?
Its dissatisfactions?
Or the voice of nothing, that was your madness?
Love is a shadow.
How you lie and cry after it.
--from "Elm", written 19 April 1962
I have suffered the atrocity of sunsets.
--from "Elm", written 19 April 1962
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
Sylvia PlathTag: friendship couples
I'm doped and thick from my last sleeping pill.
Sylvia PlathI am still raw.
I say I may be back.
You know what lies are for.
Even in your Zen heaven we shan't meet.
--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962
Eternity bores me,
I never wanted it.
From the poem "Years", 16 November 1962
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