Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]
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This meeting could have been a fresh autumn pear
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nothing, null, hollow, hole
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the point of art is not to be great but to make it transparently obvious that there is something wrong with you
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thinking about the locked tomb series in a very sad and yearning way like always
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Sylvia Plath, September 1950 journal entry
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happy "everyone forgets that icarus also flew" monday. i want to throw up !
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(through gritted teeth) there's so much to learn (through sobs) there's so much to learn (through maniacal laughter) there's so much to learn (through sleepy eyes) there's so much to learn (through a tired smile) there's so much to learn
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Paul Cooper: 'Living Sculpture' (2001)
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fr. “The Waste Land” by T.S. Eliot
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fr. “Selected Poems” by Carol Ann Duffy
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Leaf Insect, Rome 2021
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Jonathan Wells, “April Morning”
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“It’s spring, you’re young, you’re lovely, you have a right to be happy. Come back into the world.”
— Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
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choerry • birth
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