#mad girls love song
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”–from “Mad Girl’s Love Song - A Villanelle”, 1954
“I made a model of you”
–from “Daddy”, 12 October 1962
“How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.”
–The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, entry no. 25, 1950
“I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.”–from “Lady Lazarus”, 23-29 October 1962
“I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’”
–The Bell Jar, Chapter Eight, 1963
“It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water.”
–The Bell Jar, Chapter One, 1963
“Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.”
–from “The Munich Mannequins”, 28 January 1963
“For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
For the hearing of my heart–”–from “Lady Lazarus”, 23-29 October 1962
“Everything is the same but different.”
–The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, entry no. 132, 1952
“I am myself. That is not enough.”
–from “The Jailer”, 17 October 1962
“If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.”
–The Bell Jar, Chapter Five, 1963
“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end…“
–The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, entry no. 63, 1951
“I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”–from “Mad Girl’s Love Song - A Villanelle”, 1954
“I felt very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”
–The Bell Jar, Chapter One, 1963
“It is so much safer not to feel”
–The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, entry no. 155, 1952
“I am calm. I am calm. It is the calm before something awful“
–“Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices“, March 1962
“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air,
Me and you.”–from “Lesbos”, 18 October 1962
“Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.”–from “Lady Lazarus”, 23-29 October 1962
Daily #Art - Day 10-27-18
(2018) Sylvia Plath
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.”
- Sylvia PlathAn illustrated tribute to poet Sylvia Plath (Oct 27th, 1932 - Feb 11th, 1963) for her 86th birthday.
The art is inspired by her poem and her artworks. It is divided by half with a monotone shadow side represents depression, and a colorful side represents creativity.
I would like to dedicate this art to people with depression. Wish them to find the strength to keep going, to grow and create, to find meanings and love, to shine and share brightly.
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“I lift my lids and all is born again”
Mad Girl’s Love Song
A Villanelle
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
–Sylvia Plath, written 1954, The Collected Poems, 1981
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I fancied you’d return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) _ “So, it was my first tattoo, and it’s from a Sylvia Plath poem called, ‘Mad Girl’s Love Song.’ I got it for literally no reason other than that I liked that poem, wanted a tattoo, and was going through a very ~ moody, brooding ~ time. I was like, 20.” — @kathrynfiona _ Comment your first tattoo story below. Photo: @beth_s_photo https://ift.tt/2JfG07c
Mad Girl’s Love Song
A Villanelle
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
–Sylvia Plath, written 1954, The Collected Poems, 1981
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