3.22.2010

From the Journals of Sylvia Plath


I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life. I can’t be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living. Oh, no, I must order life in sonnets and sestinas and provide a verbal reflector for my 60-watt lighted head.





Still nothing. I don't know where it's gone.

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