2016年2月12日 星期五

"I Am Vertical" by Sylvia Plath; "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (2000)


Sylvia Plath died in London, England, on this day in 1963 (aged 30).
"I must get back my soul from you; I am killing my flesh without it."
-- Sylvia Plath draft of letter to Richard Sassoon (1956) from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (2000)
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"I Am Vertical" by Sylvia Plath, who died on this day in 1963 (aged 30).
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Sucking up minerals and motherly love
So that each March I may gleam into leaf,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling,
And I want the one's longevity and the other's daring.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them--
Thoughts gone dim.
It is more natural to me, lying down.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.
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A representative selection of verse by the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer who left in the wake of her personal tragedy a legacy of poems that combine terrifying intensity and dazzling artistry. With their brutally frank self-exposure and emotional immediacy, Plath's poems, from "Lady Lazarus" to "Daddy," have had an enduring influence on contemporary poetry. MORE here:http://knopfdoubleday.com/book/131778/plath-poems/

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