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2013, 5*, death, depression, father, identity, illness, life, lifetimes, poetry, portrait, seeing, silver, Sylvia Plath
Sylvia
sill via
silver – agh
see ill’ve – ah
sylph – ier
sophia
lived upstairs
self – higher
and visited downstairs
down through the bannisters
where Daddy lived dying
and always distracted by the coving up in the corner of the ceiling
safe – over
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
death wormhole: twenty five / year career
depression wormhole: teaching
father wormhole: Grandad / Redford
identity wormhole: months
life wormhole: truly invisible
lifetimes wormhole: objective intimacy
poetry wormhole: wide-open / concentration
seeing wormhole: Victorian bays / right angles and eaves
silver wormhole: uphill
Worry not you will always find the best Plath 🙂
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… in the most frank and naive confessionalism;
thank you, Bruce, I was beginning to worry about Sylvia
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